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“That better be it.”
Chris gave Hunter a respectful nod when the latter left the hospital. He was careful not to further anger Hunter at such a sensitive time. Then, he rushed back to his office, where he printed the list of checkups that Madison had to undergo.
That night, Madison’s fever finally went away. A nurse came in early in the morning to wake her up. “Ms. Evans, it’s time for a checkup.”
That immediately pulled her out of her groggy state. “What?”
The nurse patiently explained, “Ms. Evans, you must undergo some advanced checkups.” That sent a chill down her spine. She wondered if Hunter had picked up any clues on her condition.
Although Chris only got a few hours of sleep, he showed up looking fresh. Since Hunter wasn’t around, he told Madison, “Mrs. Williams, your husband really cares about you. Look at how he arranged all these checkups for you.”
Madison wanted to scoff at Chris‘ assumption. Hunter only wanted her to undergo the checkups to keep her healthy and to suffer from his punishments.
She was somewhat curious about Hunter’s expression if he knew she had stomach cancer. Anyway, she did not have much of a choice at the moment. She croaked, “Yeah, let’s do it.”
There was a dizzying amount of checkups to be completed. Endoscopy wasn’t on the list because the procedure was more complicated. The patient would need to take laxatives after midnight to clear the bowels and go under anesthesia.
Madison wasn’t in the condition to be put through the bowel prep. On top of that, she had stuck to a regular daily routine ever since marrying Hunter. Chris assumed that her digestive system was healthy and did not request an endoscopy.
The results of the checkup were expedited. Madison was taking some soup after starving for the entire morning when Hunter showed up at the door.
Standing tall, he looked as indifferent as usual. Judging from his attire that commanded authority–a pressed suit and a black and white striped tie–he must have rushed over from work.
She had bought him the tie, and the visual reminder brought back sweet memories from long ago. However, after two years, there was nothing left between them other than pain.
He stared at her pale face, wondering why she always presented herself in a feeble condition. Was there something wrong with her body?
“Mr. Williams, don’t worry. I will not die. I will not think of killing myself too.” She broke the silence and took another mouthful of soup. The back of her hand was all swollen from the injection earlier. She appeared rather pitiful and fragile.
Hunter was no longer angry after a night away. “Are the results out yet?”
“No.” At the mention of the results, she put her spoon down and looked into his eyes. “If something’s wrong with me, will you…‘
He cut her off. “What will go wrong?”
“Well, if I caught a terminal disease, for example.” She stared straight at him. “Will you consider sparing me?”
His heart sank when he heard the question. Taking a seat on the couch, he straightened his back and started rubbing the area between his left thumb and index finger. His tone remained icy. “Tell me about that terminal disease.”
Although she escaped the endoscopy, she did a CT scan, which might not help determine the type of tumor. However, the CT scan would reveal gastric wall thickening.
If the tumor was abnormally large, it might affect nearby tissues and structures. For example, it might affect the left liver lobe. Even the swollen lymph nodes might betray her condition.
Knowing that the results would expose her condition in some way, she looked straight at him. Then, they heard a knock.
“Come in.”
Chris entered with her results in his hand. Seeing that, Madison stopped drinking her soup. “Looks like the results are in.”
She stared at Hunter, her palms sweaty from the nervousness. She was curious to see Hunter’s reaction to the news of her cancer. Would he feel glad about her impending death, or would he feel a little sad for her? Somehow, the anticipation of his reaction gave some meaning to her upcoming death.
Hunter silently stared at the paper in Chris‘ hands. Feeling pressured, Chris forced a smile. “The results are in. Mr. Williams, you have nothing to worry about. I told you she’d be fine. Take a look.”
Fine? Madison frowned. A CT scan might miss the symptoms at the early stages of cancer when even the organs function just fine. But it was odd that the scan picked up nothing when she was in the late stage of stomach cancer.
While she was thinking hard, Hunter looked more relieved and grew hostile at the same time. He made his way to her with a grim expression.
She squirmed under his gaze, wondering what he had picked up from the results. Anger was not an emotion she expected to see in him after he learned the truth about her failing health.
He stood in front of her with eyes that burned in rage.
“So…” Her voice trailed.
He suddenly threw the papers at her and bellowed, “Take a look at it yourself!”
She picked up the CT results that showed no abnormalities. Even her blood test results came back normal, with the red and white blood cell counts hovering around 4.
Since she took a Neulasta injection last night, she wasn’t surprised by her normal white blood cell count. But the CT scan must have gone wrong somewhere. The top–notch facilities at the hospital couldn’t have missed her symptoms either.
The cold, hard truth was laid out in front of her. When she was wracking her brains, Hunter suddenly leaned forward with both his arms by her side. “Madison Evans, I underestimated you.”
He had a mocking look in his eyes. “Your acting was perfect. I almost fell for it.”
“Did you think I was faking my illness?” She finally put two and two together.
He smirked. “And what did you think would change?”
It was a ridiculous accusation. Hunter was the one who hurt her, but he still wanted to drag her through the mud.
Taking a deep breath, she refused to fight with him. If he trusted her, he would not demand answers. If he refused to believe in her words, no amount of reasoning would help.
True, she had clung onto him and cooked up all sorts of excuses to avoid a divorce. However, she decided to give up on the relationship from the moment she signed the divorce papers. Somehow, Hunter perceived her condition as made–up, a ploy to seek attention.
Her past self would have chosen to speak up, but she was long past that stage. She looked at him quietly and agreed. “That’s right. I cannot give up my title of Mrs. Williams. That’s why I am faking my illness. My thing with Vince was an act that I put up. Even the suicide attempt was planned. That’s my true color-a cunning bitch. Now, do you see me for who I really am?”
He was taken aback at her no–nonsense admission. After staring at her for a while, he said coldly, “Why did you turn out this way?”
That was the last straw that made her blood boil. Puffing and huffing, she clutched the bedsheet and tensed up like a drawn bow. “That was all thanks to you.”
The air froze from the tension. Chris interfered before the situation worsened. “Mr. Williams, we’re all happy that Mrs. Williams is healthy.”
Refusing to waste any effort on Madison, Hunter looked away and said emotionlessly, “You’d better behave.”
In an outburst, she let out her pent–up emotions and threw her bowl of soup at the man who thought he was always right.” Behave? Fuck you!” 1
He was the one who pursued her and asked for her hand in marriage. His possessiveness forced her to give up on her future and freedom. Not only did he land her in the current mess, he dared to claim that she was faking her illness.
The soup dripped from Hunter’s tailored, luxurious suit. Seeing red, he gave her a death glare and marched up to her.
Sensing a huge fight, Chris jumped in and blocked Hunter with an anxious look. “Mr. Williams, the soup must have slipped from her hand. Mrs. Williams, say something!”
At this point, I am sticking by just for seeing the end and it’s better be a normal one. Even her death would be better for her than being with this sociopath, self-centered, crazy, selfish a*shole. The way she’s still subconsciously looking for his love and care, girl please don’t lower yourself this much you need someone you can speak your problems with. Good god this book will make me lose my sanity. I just hope that the author isn’t someone with a wattpad mentality that finding abuse romantic.