Yvette saw the dying person lying on the bed. The man who used to be able to carry her on his shoulders with one hand now had tubes and wires connected all over his body.

She stood there and carefully held Lance’s hand.

Her tears fell uncontrollably.

This was the first time she felt such a heart-wrenching pain.

The silent pain was like being stabbed a million times. It was indescribable.

It was nothing at all like the pain she had experienced before.

At this moment, the grievances and guilt that Yvette held back overwhelmed her.

She wished that she could suffer and die on his behalf.

Yvette regretted that she had been so unrestrained before she met Lance because Lance now had to bear all the consequences.

Lance could have married a gentle and kind girl and lived the rest of his life in wealth and power.

Why did he happen to meet Yvette?

Yvette cried as she sat there. Suddenly, the hand she clasped seemed to twitch.

She paused slightly and wiped away her tears.

“Hubby, are