I lied so much that he believed it. The day I left home, I told him I also had cancer.
But he said with disgust, "Do you even have to copy Ella in having cancer?"
At that moment, I was disappointed.
So, I didn't even have the right to have cancer!
Levi picked up the medicine bottles and looked at them over and over again.
As he read the labels, his expression grew worse and worse.
Just then, Levi's phone rang. "Mr. Miller, Ella fainted again. She was just taken to the hospital."
He froze for a moment, then pocketed the medicine and rushed to the hospital.
I stood in the air, watching him leave, a wave of inexplicable sadness rising in my heart.
When Levi arrived at the hospital, Ella had already woken up, her face pale.
He walked gently into the ward, placed the takeout box on the bedside table, and said softly, "You're awake. I brought you some supplements."
He opened the takeout box.
He picked up a spoon and then brought it to Ella's mouth.
Ella slightly opened her mouth, letting him feed her.
I stood in the air, watching this scene, and a surge of complex emotions rose in my heart.
There was envy, jealousy, and a hint of bitterness.
I once yearned for such care and tenderness, but reality let me down every time.
I recalled the days when I lay alone in the hospital undergoing chemotherapy, and Levi knew nothing about it.
I was afraid of hindering his work at the police station, so I always faced the pain alone.
Sometimes, when I was hungry, I would just buy a piece of bread to get by. I never had such treatment.
Watching Levi gently take care of Ella, the pain in my heart grew stronger.
I was once his wife, his closest person, yet he gave this tenderness to someone else.
After a few bites of porridge, Ella said softly, "I'm full."
Levi picked up a wet wipe, gently wiped Ella's mouth, and tucked her blanket in.
He got up to leave but was grabbed by Ella.
"Wait until I fall asleep before you go, okay?" Ella's voice carried a hint of pleading.
Levi looked at her, hesitation flashing in his eyes, but he eventually nodded and turned to sit down.
I stood aside, watching their interaction, feeling a mix of emotions.
Watching Ella's fragile demeanor, a surge of contempt rose in my heart.
She held Levi's hand as if she were afraid he would suddenly disappear.
Was she really that pitiable?
No wonder Levi was willing to stay with her, to be by her side.
Unfortunately, I knew Ella's true nature.