Terminal Cancer, Divorce For Lila

Summary

The day I was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer was the same day my husband's first love returned to the country.

He rushed home in a frenzy, only to throw a divorce agreement on the table.

"It's been three years, June. It's time for you to give up your seat as Mrs. Harrison."

I tried to show him my medical records.

He only sneered at me with pure disdain. "Such a pathetic trick. Do you really think I'm that gullible?"

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It was our third wedding anniversary. I sat alone at