I’m Dying, But My Ex-Husband Demanded My Blessing

Three years into my marriage with Ethan, my cancer came back.

I clutched my medical report and called him.

The phone rang for a long time before he finally picked up.

His voice was harsh and impatient:

"You don't need to call me every time you get a checkup. I'm busy. I don't have time for your nonsense."

"Chloe, can you grow up? When you were diagnosed with cancer years ago, even your adoptive parents threw you out the moment they found their biological daughter. I was the one who paid to save your life!"

I wanted to tell him the truth, but then I heard Serena’s voice in the background.