Aaron’s icy sarcasm echoed in my ears, “Mrs. York, what do you think?”
Although he hadn't answered directly, I already knew. He didn't love me, and I no longer loved him either. From now on, I would be selfish and love only myself.
Aaron suddenly glanced at his watch and stood up. “It’s getting late. I’ll take you back to the hospital.”
I checked the time as well. It was already six o’clock. My heart began to race, an automatic response from enduring the torment of cancer.
Aaron seemed eager to escape my company. He drove back to the hospital at breakneck speed.
We arrived in under half an hour.
Hearing our footsteps, my assistant hurried out of the ward. “Miss Black, are you all right? Did the cancer flare up?”
A thin layer of cold sweat formed on my forehead. I gritted my t
