Five years had passed, and this was the first time she agreed to divorce. Robert Mitchells gaze lingered on Emily Thompson for a moment, but then it turned extremely fierce and sarcastic: "So, youre willing to divorce just to avoid giving blood!"
Emily Thompson finally understood how unbearable she was in Robert Mitchells heart. She let out a soft laugh: "Robert Mitchell, do whatever you want with my blood, as long as you promise to divorce me."
"Fine," Robert Mitchell snorted coldly. He would have married Emily Thompson only because he was forced. In his heart, Emily Thompson was nothing. If it werent for punishing her, he wouldnt have entangled with this woman for so long without divorcing.
Having received Robert Mitchells reply, Emily Thompson felt a sigh of relief, but the bitterness in her heart was known only to her. It had been ten years; she had loved this man for a decade, and unfortunately, it ended up like this.
The nurse, seeing the two finish talking, then spoke: "Miss Thompson, please follow me."
Emily Thompson had just turned around when she heard Robert Mitchell coldly ordered: "Since shes using her blood for this transaction, then draw as much blood as you need from her, even if it drains her dry."
Emily Thompsons steps faltered, pricked by heartless words that made her gasp for breath, suddenly feeling that her life was indeed a failure.
She followed the nurse step by step, tears streaming down like broken pearls, not even remembering when she arrived at the examination room.
It was the doctors words that jolted her out of her daze.
"Miss Thompson, these are your test results. You have non-lymphocytic leukemia, and your current condition is not optimistic. You need treatment as soon as possible."
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning out of a clear blue sky!
It shattered the walls of strength that Emily Thompson had built in her heart. She stared at the words "leukemia" with wide eyes, knowing that being associated with those three words meant being close to death. She slowly raised her head and looked at the doctor, asking, "How long do I have to live?"
The doctor sighed, "Without treatment, you only have half a year. If you start treatment now, how long you can live depends on your constitution."
Half a year was enough.
Emily Thompson withdrew her gaze and stared at the lab report again.
The nurse, standing by, stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Miss Thompson, Ill inform Mr. Mitchell about this. You cant draw blood."
"No," Emily Thompson quickly stopped her, "Nurse, you know Im a dying person. Please help me out. Its also to fulfill my last wish. When you report to Mr. Mitchell later, dont mention my illness. Tell him that I ran away because I was unwilling to draw blood."
The nurse was torn for a long time but eventually agreed.
When Robert Mitchell received the news, he was furious. He ordered the blood bank to urgently transfer blood and dialed Emily Thompsons phone.
Emily Thompson took out her phone in a daze, glanced at the screen, and saw the word "Husband" displayed. A sense of self-mockery washed over her. She hesitated for a long time before finally answering the call.
"Emily Thompson, it seems that you are not only malicious but also thick-skinned," the familiar male voice was clear yet piercing to her heart.
Emily Thompson choked in her throat, took a deep breath, and said, "I had something come up unexpectedly, and it wasnt intentional to not show up."
Robert Mitchell sneered, "I dont want to listen to your endless lies. Just get to the point!"
Emily Thompson knew that her image in his eyes was probably unbearable to the extreme.
She looked at the bleak ward and decided to tell him nothing because even if he knew about it, he would only think that she was deceiving him again, and might even cheer about it...
"The divorce, Ill go through with it, you dont have to worry about me backing out," Emily Thompson finally said just that.
On the other end of the phone, there was just a click, and Robert Mitchell hung up the phone directly.
Emily Thompson held the phone in her hand, and tears fell uncontrollably.
At that moment, there was a knock on the ward door.
She hastily wiped away her tears and said, "Come in."
Michael Young entered and saw her eyes were slightly red, and he gave her a smile.
"Is there a result?" Emily Thompson asked casually, but in fact, she didnt care about her life and death, just wanted to find a topic to distract Michael Young from other matters.
Michael Young knew that Emily Thompson was trying to change the subject, but he didnt want to expose her. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you know youre pregnant?"
Pregnant?
These two words completely stunned Emily Thompson.
Michael Young, in a complex mood, still said, "Emily, for your sake and for the child, this child can only be aborted. Your illness can no longer be delayed; you must receive treatment immediately."
Abort?
"No! Cant abort him," Emily Thompson reflexively replied.
This was her and Robert Mitchells child; how could it be aborted!
Emily Thompsons heart was a mixture of emotions, thinking about her impending death and the divorce with Robert Mitchell.
"Michael, I want to keep this child, even if it means my death!" Emily Thompson finally said firmly.
"Emily, I just heard outside the door that youre getting a divorce, right?" Michael Young knelt on one knee, grabbed Emily Thompsons hand, "Then let me take care of you from now on, okay?"
Emily Thompson was surprised to look up at Michael Young and whispered, "Im sorry..."
"Bang," the door of the ward was pushed open, and Robert Mitchell looked at the two people holding hands together, gnashing his teeth and saying, "Emily Thompson, I really underestimated you. Youd better not forget who your husband is right now!"
For five years, this was the first time Emily Thompson heard the word "wife" from Robert Mitchell.
She didnt know whether to be happy or to cry.
Emily Thompson pleaded to Michael Young, "We have some things to settle alone."
Michael Young hesitated for a long time but still left under Robert Mitchells fierce gaze.
Emily Thompson got off the hospital bed. She looked at Robert Mitchell with a wry smile, "Anyway, since youve seen it, I have nothing to say. Just right, you have your Sarah Thompson, and I have my Michael Young. Were even."
While Emily Thompson was speaking, her heart was bleeding. Such a vicious, lying, and cheating woman鈥擱obert Mitchell must be wishing her dead right now...
But all she wanted now was to divorce Robert Mitchell as soon as possible to protect all the efforts her mother had made during her lifetime.
Robert Mitchell looked at Emily Thompsons expression, eager to divorce, and for the first time, an inexplicable anger suddenly surged in his heart. He stepped closer, cornering Emily Thompson, "Emily Thompson, I think you said get married and get married, you said divorce and divorce, what position do you put me Robert Mitchell in?"