《Madam, the CEO Regrets It (Abby and Jason)》 Chapter 1 Chapter 1 "Miss Sunny, your family didn''te with you?" Abby Sunny was confused by the question. She came here to pick up her medical report, why would she need her family here for that? Besides¡­she had no family. Her mother died giving birth to her; her father used her as a cash cow; and her brother hated her for getting their mother killed. And her husband¡­he wasn''t even rightfully hers. She had forced him into the rtionship. She had long forgotten what "family" meant¡­if the doctor didn''t bring the word up. Snapping herself out of the memories, Abby shook her head: "It''s just me." The doctor frowned at the answer. He sighed with pity before adjusting his eyesses, and handing Abby her medical report. "Ms Sunny, I regret to inform you, the situation at hand is a grave one. I want you to be prepared before you read that report." The doctor spoke with a soft voice, as if afraid that she couldn''t handle it. Abby gasped in rm. She flipped through the medical report, her eyes taking in all the indexes and pictures¡­and there it was, at the bottom of thest page¡­ ADVANCED GASTRIC CANCER. It didn''t take an expert to figure out how bad it was. Everyone knew. Cancer was just a crony of death. She knew there was something wrong, but she didn''t expect it would be so terribly wrong. The doctor began to exin the indexes, but Abby already zoned out. She only heard hisst sentence, that she needed chemotherapy immediately. How much longer could you live with advanced cancer? Abby knew it better than anyone else. Her grandfather died after struggling with it for two years. The doctor proposed: "Ms Sunny, I suggest you check in today¡­" "Will everything be okay if I let you treat me?" Abby muttered under her breath, as if talking to herself. The doctor was caught off guard, he took a moment before shaking his head. No need to undergo the treatment then. Abby moistened her lips, and carelessly stuffed the report into her bag. She said thank you to the doctor before leaving the doctor''s office. It was still raining outside. The wind whipped against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She took out an umbre from her handbag, but it was no use against the cold. The temperature in March wasn''t exactly low; it was from the inside that she felt chill to the bone. Even her blood felt cold. She put her free hand inside her coat, but it just wouldn''t warm up. So stubborn. Abby wandered along the street, not knowing where she sould go. Unconsciously, she fidgeted with the wedding ring on her finger, and looked up at the sky, heavy with dark clouds. It was already spring, the season where everything was blessed with a new life. But ironically, she was sentenced to death in this supposed season of life. How did all of this happen? Abby waved at a cab. The cab pulled over, and she took her time to put the umbre away before hopping in. The driver asked: "Where to?" "C street." Abby replied without looking up. It was a dull trip. Abby couldn''t help taking out the medical report and having another look at it. There was an image of her stomach on it. It looked so abnormal, almost hideous, that she couldn''t believe it was hers. Deep down, she knew how she caught the cancer. It was from years of constant starvation. Not that anyone starved her. ? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved. No. Their abuse was so much worse. But the cancer¡­she had done that to herself. Because she wanted Jason Lewis to love her, even if it was just for one day! During their four years of marriage, she had done everything. She cooked his favorite dishes, hoping he would soften just a little bit towards her. But it all turned out in vain. She waited and waited for him, but he never showed up. Jason just didn''t want to have dinner with her. And now, before she could see that day, she had cancer. Abby sniffed a little. She had been around for a long time, hadn''t she? She was strong, she was prepared, she always knew what she was doing¡­or was she? No, she wasn''t. For the first time in her life, she felt lost. So LOST. Tears streamed down out of control, and the crippling pain in her stomach was just beyond what she could bear. She curled up into a ball, and a yelp of pain escaped through her clenched teeth. The driver thought he heard something. He looked up in the rearview mirror, and saw Abby''s thin form shaking all over. It was the first time he saw a woman crying so helplessly. "Is everything okay, miss? Broke up with your boyfriend? Or is it something at work?" The questions didn''t elicit any reply from Abby. The driver continued: "Cheer up, miss. Life doesn''t always go your way, but things have a way of working themselves out. Give it time, and it gets better. Go home, and have some sleep. Tomorrow will be a new day." Abby looked up and gave him a sad smile: "Thank you." She never expected it''d be a stranger who The driver returned the smile. Half an hourter, the car pulled over on C street. It was $28. Abby handed driver the money before getting out of the car. She tore up the medical report and threw it into the trash can. A gust of cold wind came. Abby wiped away the tears on her face, and became the strong woman she had always been. But her eyes were a little red, and her face drained of blood. Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Going upstairs exhausted, Abby took out the key and turned a half circle to the left. The door opened, and her confused brain instantly became sober after feeling the different atmosphere in the room. A phone call wasing from the room. Jason was back. Was she going to tell him about her stomach cancer? Would he care about her after she told him? Abby asked herself repeatedly, the door had been pushed open by her while she was still thinking, and then she saw the oing Jason looking at her with a sullen expression. "Where have you been fooling around? Do you know how many calls I''ve made to you!" Fooling around? How ironic it is ! Going to the hospital for a blood test and doing a gastroscope could be called fooling around. Thinking about it, her eyes were filled with tears, Jason didn''t notice Abby''s red eyes, but he kept using his eyes to use her of not answering his phone. Abby took out her cell phone from her bag, look at the ck screen and said, "Out of battery." She had two mobile phones in total. One was for office work, and the other was specially for waiting for Jason''s contact. These two days, she was upset by her stomach and forgot to charge the phone, which made her miss his call on the way back. "What''s the emergency?" Who could let Jason anxious to call her many times was only that person. While she was thinking, Jason had already grasped her hand and pulled it out, "Mia was injured and lost too much blood. You have to go to the hospital with me." Sure enough, his nervousness was all for Mia Zore. Her heart was filled with jealousy and sorrow. Mia was a severely coagtion dysfunction patient with a rare blood type, and it was Abby who could match her blood type. Abby''s whole body was wet with rain. Her long seaweed like hair was wet against her back. Her lips became pale and her hands were like ice. Jason didn''t notice this. The hospital Mia lived in was nearby, and he could walk there in ten minutes, but Jason was anxious, he pulled Abby forcibly into the backseat. Jason''s eyes were fixed on the front of the car. He nced in the rearview mirror. When he saw Abby''s pale face. He involuntarily frowned: "How can your face look like a ghost?" ¡­He could find out her difference. Abby raised her lips sarcastically, while her throat tighthened. She opened the car window and watched the rain outside. Her body was frozen, her breath turned into a mass of ice mist, and her eyshes trembled. When Jason coldly looked at her speaking nothing, some ittitation arouse in his heart. He felt that something was wrong with Abby today. But after thinking about it, what happened to Abby had nothing to do with him. What he should pay most attention to now was Mia''s body. When he thought about it, he lightly stepped on the elerator and then speeded up. When they arrived at the hospital, Jason grabed Abby''s hand out of the car. Before Abby had a secure foothold, she was pulled by Jason and followed him awkwardly. Jason took Abby directly into the blood collection room, and said to a nurse coldly: "Draw her blood, no need to check, hurry up." Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org. Abby''s mouth was full of bitterness. Jason trusted her blood more than herself. He even thought it troublesome to check. Wasn''t he afraid that the cancer cells in her body would enter Mia''s body? Abby struggled for a while and said, "Jason, I''m not feeling well. Can I not¡­" Jason''s eyes half narrowed, and his sight seemed to kill her. He bent down and mped Abby''s chin. He said in a cold voice: "What makes you dare to say no? We signed the contract four years ago, and it was written clearly. Abby, please perform your duties well." Yes¡­ she signed the contract four years ago. In the case of Mia losing too much blood, she donated blood for free. The contract was very clear. This was the deal she made with him at the beginning. Even if she was dying, she had to donate blood for Mia. This was what she owesd Jason. That year, Mia had a car ident in A City. Due to the dy in sending to the hospital, the wound had lost too much blood, and her blood type was urgently needed. After knowing that Mia had an ident, Jason anxiously asked her for help. At that time, Abby put forward a deal: "Be my man, we will get married, and I will save Mia." She still remembered the astonishment in Jason''s eyes at that time, and the disgust for her rising slowly from the bottom of his eyes. From that moment, Abby knew that they could no longer live in peace. When Jason was in the most difficult time and needed her the most, she foreced him to make a deal with her. Jason was born in the prestigious Lewis family. He was born to be superior. He had the corresponding capital for his temper and enjoyed the best of everything. The people around him all worshiped him. It was his first time to be threatened to do something he dislike. Abby knew that what Jason hated most was being coerced into doing what he didn''t want to do, so when she saw Jason sign the "contract of selling himself" without hesitation, she knew that she could never own him. Seeing what he did for Mia, she felt very sad. Butter sheforted herself that he would be as good to her as he was to Mia because he would love her after marriage as time went by. Unfortunately, Abby never expected that she would pay back so quickly. She identally got fatal illness, she really deserved it! Seeing the needle stick into the skin, the red blood sma was slowly drawn out, and Abby''s face became paler with pain. It was too painful, even more painful than having a gastroscope. The nurse who drew blood had never seen such a thin and weak woman. She stared at the her skinny wrist and asked in a low voice, "Can you still do this?" Abby nodded her dizzling head and responded in a hoarse voice: "Just do it, I''m ok." The nurse drew a total of 60 of blood, and she didn''t dare to continue. The woman''s hands were so cold that it was no longer like a normal person''s body temperature. Before Abby fell into aa, what she heard was Jason was asking the nurse: "Is it enough? If it''s not enough, you can continue to draw blood." How did Jason be so cruel and cold-hearted over the years? Chapter 3 Chapter 3 When Abby woke up again, she found herself alone in the ward. Her cellphone was dead. Abby didn''t know how long she slept, but when she looked out the window, it was still dark. She got up, put on her shoes, and headed out. As she passed by Mia''s ward, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her feet suddenly grew heavy, and she couldn''t seem to lift them. The patient living here was Mia, but the person taking care of Mia was her husband, Jason. Mia had a baby face. Even the blue-white striped johnny she was in couldn''t take that innocent and graceful look away from her. Her skin was fair, and her eyes bright like a kitten. That must be what Jason loved her for. That innocence look about her. While she, on the other hand, was the jealous bitch who was trying to tear them away from each other. It killed Abby to see her husband treat Mia with such gentleness and adoration. It was something she could never have. For someone who didn''t know Jason well, he would think Jason wasn''t hardwired to love anyone; that he was naturally cold and distant. But Abby knew it otherwise. There was love and tenderness in Jason''s heart. He just didn''t give it to her; he gave it to Mia, all of it. But of course¡­he was once nice to her. It was a long long time ago. Her "snooping" eventually caught the attention of the two people inside. Shooting her a frightened look, Mia immediately hid behind Jason, her slender form shaking. She was so timid and red-eyed, as if she had just seen a monster. Jason patted her gently on the shoulder and snapped his cold eyes to Abby. A strange feeling of irritation and disgust came over him, and he growled out: "What are you doing there, sneaking around?!" Abby stood at the door. It was hurting her to see them glued to each other. But she couldn''t help watching them. Because she saw a Jason she had never seen before. A gentle, caring Jason. Something she wanted but was never given. She felt her eyes start to blur to tears. Jason pulled Mia behind him protectively and stared at her. Taking note of how pale Abby looked, there was a funny feeling in his chest. He brushed the feeling away before furrowing his brows: "Now that you''re awake, go home." Abby hesitated for a moment before asking in a hoarse voice: "Are youing back tonight?" Jason looked rmed at the suggestion. Abby didn''t bother to exin. She couldn''t figure out what heinous things she had done to earn this distrust. It was true that she broke them up; but in their four years'' marriage, she had been nothing but a nanny to him. She never asked, snooped, or stopped him from dating Mia, or whatever rtionship they were having. She knew they had been seeing each other; but up until her family went bankrupt, they had only done so secretly. Now that her family was no longer a threat, she figured they no longer have any qualms. They began to do it in broad daylight. She never mentioned a word of how she felt about this. But it''d be lie if she said she didn''t care. Ever since she got married to Jason, she had lost everything. She was dying of cancer, and now she had to help save Mia''s life. But who was there to help her? Abby felt her heart clenching together, as if it was pricked by thousands of needles, clenching and cleching. Even her fingertips were shaking with pain. For all these years, she had obeyed Jason''s words like a puppet. Before, she obeyed because she wanted him to like her. But now, she obeyed because she was numbed to the pain. She turned to leave, Mia''s voice reaching her ears from inside: "Is she okay? She gave me a lot of her blood, and she doesn''t look well¡­" "It''s okay. She can take it." See, this was the man she loved. Even her rival in love could tell she was not well, but he didn''t. Jason had never been a careless person. He could notice a problem at work at one nce; he could tell when Mia was not feeling well at the earliest time possible. But he had no patience for her, even though she was his wife, even though they had known each other for six years! Abby took a deep breath and left the ce without looking back. It was raining harder and harder outside. She walked slowly with her head down. She didn''t have an umbre, and was drenched wet within minutes. Her body was sensitive to coldness; when cold kicked in, it felt the icy coldness came from within, not without. Even the blood felt cold. The rain didn''t help with the pain on her cracked and pale lips, and a few rain droplets blocked her vision by sticking onto her eyshes. It was so cold that even her stomach began to ache. She tried to warm it up by rubbing it but ended up dropping her wedding ring identally. She followed the movement of the ring with dazed eyes. After four years, the ring had lost the lustre it once had. It looked ck, and cheap. She still remembered when Jason bought it. Four years ago, when they signed the marriage contract, Abby had said to him, half jokingly: "Aren''t you going to buy me a wedding ring?" Hearing the words, Jason bought her a stic ring from a market stall. It cost $5. She remembered when he said: "Here. That''s as much as your worth." Abby stered a fake smile at the words, but deep down, she felt a sadness eating her. The ring was too small for her finger. She forced it on, even though it grazed her skin. She thought to herself back then, that one day, one day the ring would fit. But now, it slipped out of her finger from being too loose. Just like her marriage. It just wouldn''t fit. Abby curled up in the heavy rain. Her stomach was burning with fire. She quickly covered her mouth. Her eyes were red from pain, and tears flowed out uncontrobly. It was still raining. People on the street held up their fumbres. Abby bent down, picked up the ring and held it to her chest. She waited for the pain to ease up before standing up. ? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved. She wandered alone in the rain, like a lonely soul, lost and forgotten by God. A small yelp of surprise escaped her lips when she bumped into someone. She quickly apologized, and looked up. It was a mother and a little child. The mother said gently: "It''s okay." The child looked up at her and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you crying?" The mother gave Abby an apologetic look before walking away with her child. She could hear the child asking his mother: "Mommy, why is she crying?" "Mommy, is something scaring her?" The voices gradually died away. Abby raised her head to blink back the tears. Scared? How could she not be scared? She was scared when she went to the hospital alone, she was scared when the doctor asked her to meet him in his office, she was scared when the medical report came out, when she was given death sentence¡­ She was so scared that her blood felt cold in her veins. Butpared with all these, she was more scared that she would die alone, lost and forgotten. Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The ten-minute journey back to the vi took her twenty minutes. There was no heating in the vi, and the big room was deadly cold. She kicked off her high-heeled shoes and staggered into the bathroom as if she was drunk. She turned on the hot water in the bathtub, and then fell into the bathtub like a dead person. Her whole boday was silently lying in the bathtub as hot water gradually was falling down and her red dress covered the entire bathtub, like blood spreading, making Abby''s face as pale as paper. She closed her eyes, and her face sank into the water. The water gradually overflowed her head and sealed all her senses. A short asphyxiation paralyzed her heart. After a while, she could not help but open her mouth, making water entered her mouth, and a sense of nausea came out of her stomach. Abby opened her red eyes and poked her head out of the water. She was leaning against the bathtub,while her stomach seemed to be grasped by a hand. She opened her mouth numbly, but had nothing to vomit but some yellow acid liquid from her empty stomach when her upper body twitched uncontrobly. Her throat was sore and her tears could not stop falling down. Abby rubbed her sour eyes and looked at the blood in the mucus on the ground. The corners of her mouth pulled up slightly, showing a stic smile on her face where her eyes were full of despair and destion. She took off her red dress and wiped the bloodstain on the ground. She couldn''t let Jason see the blood. It was getting dark outside. Abby went back to her bedroom barefoot and fell into bed. She couldn''t sleep. Before when she didn''t know she got sick, she could still dream about the future. Now, no matter how hard she tried, it would be in vain. Four years had witnessed how she lost herself, from full of love to hopelessness. On this day, she seemed to have shed all her tears in her life. Abby put her hand on her heart and sneered bitterly: It was the stomach that was ill. Why did my heart hurt so much? The mobile phone in the bag suddenly vibrated. Abby reflexively stood up, opened the bag as quickly as possible, and catched the mobile phone. When she saw the iing message on the screen, she seemed to have taken off all her strength. Not him¡­ Abby, what were you expecting? Abby stared at her mobile phone for two seconds and then answered the phone. "Mog Quain." Abby''s voice was very hoarse. It was like the de of a knife rubbing the grindstone. Mog Quain was her childhood friend growing up with her. They were not rtives, but they were more than rtives. When she was a child, she lived in the Quain family for a long time. For Abby, Mog was her brother. On the phone, Mog asked worriedly: "Abby, why is your voice so dumb? Are you sick?" "I have a cold. I just wake up and my voice was a little hoarse¡­" Before Abby finished, Mog on the phone interrupted her, "Abby, do you want to lie to me? Have you forgotten that I''m a doctor? I can still distinguish between the sound when you wake up and the sound after crying." Her throat tightened and she couldn''t say a word of exnation, and finallyughed bitterly. Mog asked, "can you tell me why you cry?" Abby held her mobile phone and stared at the wooden floor. No one liked to show their weakest part. She shook her head and refused, "no." Mog was stunned. He knew Abby''s character a lot. She was so stubborn that no one could let her tell what she thought when she was not willing to speak. Mog could only change the topic: "What was the result of the medical report ?" Abby pursed her lips: "pretty good." Mog said: "if you don''t want to say it, I''ll go to the hospital myself, and I''m still qualified to see your ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org . physical examination report." Mog had a surgical director position in that hospital, so it was very easy for him to find out. That was so bad¡­ "Do you tell me or let me check? You can choose." He was still forcing her. The mobile phone became so quiet that she could hear the breathing inside. Abby was defeated: "cancer, advanced gastric cancer." Mog was silent for a while Abby could hear that on the other end of the line he seemed to bear something, the messy breathing sound continued to reach her ears through the call. "How can¡­ You are still so young¡­" Mog murmured to himself, his voice gradually became chocked. Through the mobile phone, Abby could feel his sadness. He was sad for her, and she was satisfied that someone cared about her before she died. "Youe to the hospital and I will check you up again." Abby refused: "No matter how many times I check, the result is the same, Mog, I know my own body, maybe this is retribution¡­" "Nonsense! Abby, you listen to me and stay in hospital. You will be able to recover¡­" Mog''s voice was almost crying. He was the doctor speciliased in this field. He knew how serious the disease was and how painful it was. How could Abby make her body like this? Mog didn''t know how to persuade Abby. Sometimes her life was depent on fate instead of her willingness. She didn''t have enough time left. The hospital suggested she should stay in the hospital for a few more years, or give up treatment. In short¡­ she would die. "Abby, divorce Jason. You can see what he''s done to you in the pastfour years together." Divorce¡­ Abby never wanted to divorce Jason. For her, he was everything to her. He was the light that she wanted to catch all her life. But how could the light be caught? Abby clenched her cell phone hard, making her knuckles white: "I''ll think about it." Divorcing Jason was like cutting a piece of meat from her chest. It was not easy! Mog told her to go to the hospital again the next day. Abby agreed, but she didn''t really keep it in her mind. Apart from Jason''s wife, she was also the president in charge of Sunnypany. There were always all kinds of things pressing on her. Human endurance was like a camel, which could bear a lot under high pressure, but there is often the When the call was over, Abby threw her mobile phone on the bedside table. Her stomach was aching all the time. It would be difficult to fall asleep tonight. She opened the drawer and took out two bottles of medicine, one for pain relief and the other for sleeping. She took two pills each and fell on the bed. She didn''t know if the effect of the medicine was working, her brain started to be a little muddy, and she felt something pressing on her, her chest was heavily pressed and she was unable to breathe. After struggling to wake up, she suddenly felt shocked, as it was Jason who was pressing against her. Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Jason''s whole body exuded cold air. They were only a few centimeters apart, and Abby was instantly awake. Facing the man''s gaze, she didn''t know where to look at. Suddenly Jason''s hand pinched her chin, and Abby was forced to look up at him with panic. "Jason, why are you back?" "Ie back when I want to. Do I have to report it to you?" Jason knelt down on the bed and pressed on Abby regardless of her resistance. He used a lot of strength to grab Abby''s wrist without any pity. He felt the woman in his arms became stiff from rxed. Abbytried her best to resist but was finally suppressed by his legs. Abby was in a panic. She had never seen Jason like a wolf trying to tear her apart and swallow her. She was very afraid of him like this. The gentle and reserved Jason in her memory was gradually fading away. She subconsciously began to beg for mercy: "Jason, it hurts¡­" "Abby, you really make me sick. Both your face and body make me disgust ." A woman like Abby didn''t deserve to be treated well. It seemed that patience was superfluous. Abby''s body was stiff. She bit her lower lip tightly. Her face looked like old paper in the dim light, without a trace of blood. She should have been used to Jason''s insults for a long time, but she didn''t know why her heart was still so painful, like being ravagi in the palm of a hand and being crushed into pieces. Jason seldom came back. He treated her as a whore. When he came back, she had to lie down and ''fulfill'' her wife''s obligations ." Today, Mia was injured. He should have been in the hospital with his sweetheart, but now he appeared in her bedroom in the middle of the night¡­.Abby thought about it for a while and figured it out. He probably had a quarrel with Mia, otherwise how could hee to her? But she was not in the mood to face him. Abby pushed away the man''s strong chest and nned to escape. When she straightened up, the long hair on the back of her head was pulled from behind. "Ah¡­" Abby uttered a painful chant and leaned back, "Jason, it''s toote today. I don''t want to have sex with you¡­" She didn''t know how this sentence offended him. Jason''s gloomy face was especially terrible under the light and shadow. He grabbed Abby''s hand and forced her face on the pillow. "Abby, why are you pretending to be pure? I know whether you want it ir not. You threatened me to get married, and now you pretend to be conservative?" His words hurt her ¡­ Abby''s breath was trembling. She stared at the ceiling, while her eyes were flled with tears that was going to fall down on the pillows next second. This was the person she loved. He hurt her all over with the most vicious words. Jason looked at her wet eyes, but then tore off the tie on his neck and tied Abby''s hand to the bed. Abby resisted the pain of stomach cancer. The tip of her tongue was against her teeth, while she was repressing her voice and trying her best to swallow the bloody smell in her throat, which making her inconsble. Jason looked at the woman like a cat curled up in the quilt, she shivered slightly and looked pitiful. Jason never took her seriously. Abby was always in good health. It wasmon for her to work overtime all night and went to work on time the next day. It seemed that he never saw her sick since he had been with her for so long. Her long hair was messy on the bed, her back was very thin, and her shoulder des were like a butterfly about to spread wings when she bent her body. He couldn''t help reaching out to touch it. As soon as his fingertips touched it, the woman seemed to be frightened and suddenly dodged. A trace of unpleasantness shed in Jason''s eyes. "You used to be like a dead fish, you want to y hard-to-get today? But it''s no use!" Jason''s rage arose for no reason, which was so strange that even he didn''t know how to put it out. He didn''t want to admit that Abby brought him this emotion, so he could only think about Mia. When he thought of what Mia said to him in the hospital and asked him when he will divorce Abby, his mood suddenly darkened. Jason clenched his back teeth. What was Abby worth he arguing with Mia? Abby hugged herself like a tortoise in a retracted shell, showing her self-protection. She felt so cold. She turned on the air conditioner and covered the quilt, but she still couldn''t resist the cold. It seemed that there was a cut in the heart. The wound was infected and rotten. She had always been able to bear the pain, but this time she really couldn''t help it. Once the thought of divorce got into her heart, it would spread wildly. When she had some strength, she would talk about the divorce with Jason. She was dying and didn''t want to please him anymore. When Abby was in aa, he heard Jason finish hisst sentence. "If you didn''t have the same blood type as Mia''s, do you think I wille to you now? But you will soon be useless." ¡­¡­.. When Abby woke up, Jason had left. She braced herself weakly, and the quilt fell from her to reveal the hideous wounds on her neck and shoulders. Abby got out of bed, when she justnded on the ground with her feet, she was dizzy and she plunged into a brief darkness. Abby stumbled into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Every one seeing her wounds would feel very pitiful. Abby was no exception. She felt sorry for herself. Her heart was full of Jason. She had been trying to please him for four years, but in the end she had to divorce him. Love is not something that you can gain after you pay a lot in this world. She was standing in front of the sink and washing her face and brushing her teeth. Her sore throat became more and more painful after cryingst night. As her throat became stressed when she brushed her teeth, she couldn''t help but retch, spitting the toothpaste foam with blood . Abby had been so adaptable that she could even get used to spitting blood. She turned on the tap to wash the blood foam in the sink. After cleaning up, it was past 7:30 but she didn''t want eat anything. When she thought about the ill stomach, she still drank a cup of milk. After arriving at herpany, Abby processed the documents and looked at Sunny Group''s profits in recent months. The data were declining and Abby knew that Sunny Group was on the decline. Abby had already known about Jason''s secretly suppressing the Sunny Group. In order to retaliate against her, he was unscrupulous. Jason had always been a revengeful man and very decisive in business. In just a few years, Sunny Group that used to be the leader of A City, had been dragged down from the top by him. She couldn''t win him¡­ She would never learn Jason''s sharp means. After processing some documents, Abby leaned back on the her chair and took a sip of the cold coffee,making bitterness of the coffee slowly dissipate the blood smell in her throat. Abby stood up and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the tall buildings in front of her, it was time to do something before she died. But who would manage thepany after her death. Her father? Or her brother? These two people were good-for-nothing. She was afraid that if she handed over the Sunny Group to them, it would go bankrupt in a few years. After thinking about it, Abby found out that the most suitable person to take over Sunny Group was her legal husband, Jason, who had been wanting Sunny Group to go bankrupt. Abby frowned and her gloomy eyes looking outside like a drop of ink. She raised her left hand and stuck it on the cold window. Her fingertips were cold and white, and her fingers beat the ss regrly. The office was very quiet, which made the slight knock very clear. Abby had a rare time to empty her mind, she liked to be in a daze do some meditation for a while. It seemed that only in this way could she forget the pain brought by reality for a short time. The mobile phone on the desk suddenly vibrated. Abby looked back and saw the word "father" on the screen three meters away. Father should be one of the closest words in the world, but it was just a cold title for Abby. She walked over to answer the phone. "Abby, transfer 2 million yuan to my ount." Carl Sunny had a deep voice and a cold tone. Abby held her cell phone tightly: "Dad, are you just calling me for money?" Carl was a little impatient: "it''s natural for a daughter to give her father money. If you were not in charge of the Sunny Group, Do you think I will ask you for money? If you don''t want to give me money, you can transfer the shares of the Sunny Group to me." Abby pondered over the word "daughter" carefully. It was hard for her father to remember that she was his daughter, not a ATM. He remembered that she was his daughter, but why did he never care about her? She didn''t expect how well Carl treated her. As long as he usually ask her a few questions, like had you eaten? How was your health recently? Were you tired from work¡­ She would be easily satisfied.. "Do you hear me?" Carl yelled in the mobile phone. Abby suppressed her emotions: "didn''t I just transfer a million dors to youst week? It''s only a few days. You ran out of it?" "That little money can''t do anything." Carl was a little guilty, but when he thought that Abby was in charge of this hugepany, and earned millions of dors a day, he had some confidence in his heart. "Transfer the money quickly, or I''ll go directly to yourpany to ask for it. At that time, you will lose your face." "I can give you money, but you have to tell me what will you do using the money." 2 million was not a small sum. Seeing Abby hadpromised, Carl also lowered his tone: "Recently, I found an investment project, which was in short of 2 million dors. I won''t ask for money from you when I make money."ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org . Chapter 6 Chapter 6 "An investment project?" Abby frowned, dubious about his words. If he had any talent for business, Shaun Sunny, her grandfather wouldn''t have let her take over Sunny Group. "Yeah. Now that you know, send me the money. And hurry up, it''s urgent." Abby didn''tply: "I can send you the money, but first I need to see all the information on this project." What kind of father wanted to be told what to do by his own daughter like this? Carl felt humiliated. He yelled at Abby on the phone, calling her a money-wasting bitch, that he should have her aborted had he known it was a she. He said a few other insulting things, and thenined about what a tough life he had had because of her. Abby was used to this; she had learnt not to be affected: "Is there anything else you want? I need to go." "No no, don''t hang up! I''ll send you all the documents right away!" Carl quickly stopped her for fear that she was having second thoughts. A few minutes after hanging up, Abby received the documents. She had her assistant print them out and make her a cup of coffee. Abby began to read the documents. She didn''t take any break until a cup of hot coffee was brought to her. Abby took a sip. It was top-grade Blue Mountain, with its unique fresh-ground fragrance, and a mellow taste. But still, it left a bitter taste in the mouth. She was never one for bitterness. In the past, she couldn''t take a pill without taking a candy immediately after. But now, she had to rely on this bitter taste to focus. She took another sip before putting the coffee down, and resumed reading. It was a real estate project that Carl wanted to invest in. It had a doable n, the government''s permit, and a team that looked just fine¡­before Abby could go through it, Carl called again. As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Abby picked up the phone while motioning for her assistant toe in. ? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved. The assistant said: "President Abby, Dr. Quain is waiting for you downstairs." Mog Quain was here? This took Abby by surprise. She didn''t have the time to deal with Carl right now. She said "okay" and quickly hung up on him. "Invite him up, and bring a cup of tea." During the time her assistant went to invite Mog, Abby remitted 2 million dors to Carl. Then Abby stared at her phone until it went ck, but still there was no thank you from her father. She gave a sad smile before tossing her phone aside. "President Abby, Dr Quain is here." The office door was open. Seeing Moge in, Abby and motioned the assistant out. "Please have a seat." Abby said to Mog. Her office was spacious; it had an area especially designed for meeting with guests. She led the way to the sofa. It was next to a French window, offering a view of the city. Mog smelled coffee the minute he went in. He followed the scent, and sure enough, there was a cup of coffee on the desk. He frowned: "You shouldn''t be drinking coffee." "Is it?" Abby asked while pushing the cup of tea towards him: "Why are you here today?" Mog sat down before replying: "Seems like you forgot everything I told youst night." Abby''s hand froze. She drew it back and sat quietly on the sofa with her head down, like a child who had been naughty and was waiting for a good scolding. "I''m taking you to the hospital today," Mog announced. Abby didn''t look at him; instead, she gazed at a nt in her office, a nt that was withering, and asked in a low voice, as if in a trance: "For what?" "For a further examination, a treatment n, and to check you in." Mog watched Abby closely. It was only for a month he hadn''t seen her, and yet she looked so thin and vulnerable, like a rag doll. He couldn''t imagine how someone who used to be terrified of a flu shot could take the pain of cancer. Abby looked down, so Mog couldn''t tell what she was thinking. She shook her head: "Mog, I''m just like this nt, withering from within. There''s nothing you can do to save it." "Abby, please at least let me try! You can spend all day and night working, you can spend four years to please a man who you know doesn''t love you, why can''t you make a little time for yourself?" Mog felt bad for her. She was only twenty four. She should be healthy, and happy, and enjoying her life, rather than being stuck at work and a loveless marriage, and suffering from cancer. Mog went over to her and patted her head like he used to: "Medical science is very developed now. As long as you don''t give up, there will be¡­" he trailed off in the middle, because he saw Abby''s eyes turn red. Abby stroked the yellow leaves of the nt with her finger, and murmured: "Then perhaps you can tell me, how much hope do I have, fifty-fifty, 20 percent, or 0.1 percent?" Mog''s lips formed a tight line. He didn''t speak. "No, I changed my mind." Abby''s cracked lips pulled into a sad smile: "Please don''t tell me the answer. A false hope is worse than no hope at all." She knew Mog was trying to help, and she appreciated it. Who didn''t want to live a long and healthy life? But she had never heard anyone survived advanced cancer¡­ Abby gripped the yellow leave. It shattered into pieces, and slipped out of her fingers. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!