Take My Breath Away

Furious, Matthew denied in a low voice, "No way! How could you have gastric cancer? What kind of quack did examine you? Go and tell him that his career is over because I'm going to sue him! He will never be a doctor again in his life!"

He had been away for only two days on a business trip, and all of a sudden, he got the news that his wife had middle stage cancer. Before he left, she was just fine. How could he believe such nonsense?

"It's true. I've had a stomachache since yesterday. I went for a check-up today. Let me take a photo of the results for you." Erica knew Matthew was having none of it, and to be honest, she was having a hard time believing the results herself! But what was the point of it? The fact that she had cancer wouldn't change just because they refused to believe it.

"Send it to me!" Matthew ordered and hung up the phone.

Next, Erica took a photo of the exam results and immediately sent it to Matthew.

The moment he got it, Matthew swiped his finger down the photo, ignoring the bunch of words on the top. Reaching the bottom row, he read the results, which confirmed that Erica had middle stage gastric mucus cancer.

The report was made at the Y City First General Hospital. The names of the gastroscopy operator and the attending doctor were also on it.

Putting his phone away, Matthew took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

As he stared at the view outside the window, he took a drag on the cigarette.

When Owen came over, he found his boss smoking. He then whispered to him, "Mr. Huo, Mr. Du is waiting for you."

Matthew didn't say anything. He simply took another drag on the cigarette.

Once it was about to burn out, he managed to suppress the panic he felt in his heart before he stubbed it out in the trash beside him. Finally, he said in a hoarse voice, "Put the contract with Mr. Du aside and book the earliest flight to Y City. We need to go back as soon as possible."

Caught off guard, Owen did not resist asking, "Mr. Huo, has something happened in Y City? The contract with Mr. Du will be signed soon..."

Matthew nodded. "I'll tell Mr. Du about it myself. You arrange a car for the airport right now. We can't wait any longer."

Noticing that something serious must have happened, Owen didn't dare to insist more. "Yes, Mr. Huo."

The moment he had everything settled, Matth

red something she had been wanting to ask him. "Matthew."

"Hmm?"

"Why did you marry me in the first place?" she asked.

Prior to their engagement, Erica asked Matthew why he wanted to marry her. And he said it was to fulfill a request from his father.

Unconvinced, she asked him again after they got married, to which he answered, "I wanted to do everyone else a favor and prevent you from causing trouble to another person."

Now, five years later, she was asking him the same question once more.

This time, he replied, "Because I love you."

With her arms around her legs, Erica buried her head into her knees as she cried and laughed like a fool.

After that, the two kept on the line until Matthew got on the plane and was forced to say goodbye. "Rika, wait for me."

However, before turning off his phone for the trip, he made one last call to Paige. "Find my wife. You'll keep track of her from now on." Even though Erica promised him she would wait for him, he still feared that the silly girl would suddenly take off to a remote place to die on her own.

"Yes, Mr. Huo," said Paige.

As the hours passed, Erica was still sitting by the river in a daze. Her phone rang several times, but she didn't seem to hear it.

She also didn't drink or eat anything from afternoon to dawn, and then from dawn to evening...

"Rika!" a familiar male voice called from behind her.

At his call, Erica woke from her daze as she turned around.

Not so far away, stood a man in a dark suit and a long black overcoat. That man was none other than Matthew.