Tell me you love me

"Olivia Cooper, you thought that I would treat you well if you have used some means to marry me. Stop your delusions! I will never forgive you as long as I am still alive!" The man's eyes were dripping with icy coldness. He strangled her and his tone sounded like the Devil's, "Olivia, welcome to hell."

…

"Hey, wake up now… It's cold here, don't get a flu by sleeping here."

The pressure constantly on her shoulders woke Olivia from her slumber. Her eyes immediately met a pair of worrying eyes belonging to a nurse's. She immediately recalled his tired and resenting gaze in her dreams.

If he had any trace of feelings for her, he wouldn't look at her with that kind of eyes.

How amusing… Lucas Foster.

The nurse confirmed that she had come to herself before handing a medical report to her.

"You have forgotten your medical report. Dr. Cruz instructed that you to come here again in a week, perhaps…" The nurse looked at her with pitiful eyes. This woman was still so young, so why…

"Alright, I got it. Please pass on my gratitude to Dr. Cruz, and remember to ask him to be mum about this matter. Under no condition can he bring this up to anyone." Olivia took over that report and forced a smile at the nurse. Then, she carefully kept the report in her bag.

The sun was scorching the ground the moment she left the hospital.

Lucas was coming back from his business trip today. Olivia brought back the image of that man smiling at her, and it eased the bitterness inside her a little. She put her hands onto her bag while recalling the doctor's instruction and her brows couldn't help knitting together.

"Ms. Cooper, you have malignant lymphoma. If you don't get your treatment going, the most you have is one year. I hope you can go accomplish whatever still in your bucket list."

He was telling her to do everything she had wanted because there was probably no cure for her.

The thing she most wanted to do…

The thing she wished for the most was to be together with him forever. She would give birth to a pair of adorable children. Her son would look like him and her daughter would look like her.

From the time Olivia started loving Lucas, it had been a decade, counting from the time since she was young. That man was everywhere in her adolescent years, and all of her happiness and sadness stemmed from him.

He never loved her.

It was like a curse, and in order to dispel this curse, Olivia had betted her own life on it. She had manipulated familial ties and finally succeeded in becoming his wife.

Olivia initially thought that it was not a big deal that he didn't love her. She had her whole life in front of her, and she could dawdle with him forever. She would want to enlighten him on her goodness, but now, she only had one year left.

Olivia shut her eyes as she tried to disperse that fear of death from her chest. She needed to see Lucas now. If he could so much as give her a hug and confess his love to her, Olivia would have no problem hurtling to her death.

…

At night, Olivia stood in front of her home quietly. Only when the mood was hidden behind the clouds did a honking sound startled her.

"You're back."

She produced a smile at the incoming man, but that man acted like she wasn't there as he just directly entered the house.