Loving someone for ten years can be both long and short.
If there is a love that can surpass death, it must be her love for Ethan Hunt.
At Boston General Hospital.
"Ms. Lily, according to the test results, you have been diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer, and you have at most six months to live."
Lily Collins, who had just been diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer, walked out of the hospital like a puppet.
The world seemed to spin at this moment, and Lily leaned against the wall, took out her phone, pressed the shortcut key, and dialed the mans number.
At this moment, besides that man, her mind was blank.
After the phone was connected three times, it was finally answered.
"Ethan, I miss you so much, can you come home early today to accompany me?"
When Lily said this, her humble and pleading voice was mixed with a hint of choking.
The air was silent, and there was no response from the other end of the phone.
Lily bit her dry lower lip, and uncontrollable tears were spinning in her eyes.
After a long time, a cold voice sounded from the microphone: "Mrs. Hunt, we havent seen each other for half a month, and you are getting more and more despicable!"
Then the phone was hung up directly, and a beep came.
Like a cold ice pick!
Caught off guard, it stabbed Lilys heart with a sharp pain.
For five years, he still hated herself...
She put away the loss in her heart, Lily threw the medical report in her hand into the trash can, and left the hospital deliberately calm.
Back at the Hamptons Mansion, opening the door, the cold air made Lily shiver slightly.
As usual, nothing happened, she watched TV alone, ate alone, and slept alone.
This large detached villa is her home with that man, but most of the time, only she is at home.
After five years of marriage, Lily thought she had already been used to this kind of loneliness from the bone.
But at this moment, there is a panic surging from the bottom of her heart.
Six months later, if she dies like this, what will Ethan do, who will take care of his picky character, will he be a little bit sad because of his own departure...
The night is as thick as an inkstone, and it is too deep to dissolve.
She only felt that her body was embraced by a warm palm, and the unique smell of Ethan came from her nose. Lily woke up from her sleep in a daze, her hands around the mans neck.
The sudden pain made Lily completely wake up from her drowsy sleep. There was another strong smell of alcohol. Ethan was drunk again.
Thats right, if he hadnt been drunk, how could he have come to find himself?
"Ethan, it hurts!" Lily couldnt help but shout out, biting the mans hot shoulder hard, he hugged too tightly.
But Ethan was muttering another name that he cared about in his mouth:
"Grace... Grace!"
Lily stopped, and in an instant, her heart was cold.
As usual, Ethan was drunk and deep, but he didnt forget to call out that womans name...
Grace Kelly!
A name that has been stuck in Lilys heart for five years, like a fishbone, unable to be removed.
"Grace, I miss you so much."
The mans gentle voice fell, and Lilys heart was once again stabbed by him, and the pain spread.
Tears flowed out like this, and they couldnt be stopped anymore...
Hurt! Ethan shouted the womans name in his mouth, as painful as a dagger stabbing into the heart.
Hurt! Hurt her struggling hopeless love.
Ethan, I really hurt...