Cancer Man Libra Woman Famous Couples นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Great news! That damn old hag I married has cervical cancer and isn't long for this world! We can finally be together, Irie!" my husband, Leonard Ziegler, exclaimed excitedly into his phone from outside the entrance. I broke out into cold sweat from where I'd overheard him in a corner of the corridor. I'd gotten off work early to drop by the hospital and pick up my sister-in-law Cynthia Ziegler's physical examination report. My heart ached fiercely at the words "mid-stage cervical cancer" printed in large letters on the report.

"Oh, Madeline, you don't know, do you? Henry's cancer is fake. The report was fake. It cost us 200 bucks. How else were we going to squeeze that last 50 thousand out of you?" "That's right! It was fake. Every bit of it! Now that we've got the money and the divorce papers, we can finally relax and enjoy ourselves," Henry exclaimed. I watched them, then slowly took a document out of my bag. "Your diagnosis is fake?" "No shit," he scoffed. "If I really had cancer, how would I enjoy life?" I handed him the file. "Take a look at this." Henry frowned and took it. Sylvia leaned in beside him.