Valery's face turned dark and she sneered, "It's true that it's your house, but I also live here! You can't just think about saving your own life and not care about me, can you?

"You just said that the treatment costs are high. If you sell the house, doesn't it mean that you have to take out a loan later? We are a couple, and your loan is equivalent to my joint debt. When your cancer is cured, I not only have to take care of you but also earn money to buy a house and repay the loan. Have you considered all these?"

As Valery spoke, tears started to flow down her face. We had been married for more than two years and had always been sweet. When I saw her cry, my anger disappeared.

I thought maybe she just encountered a major change and was shocked, so she didn't know how to react.

I handed Valery a tissue awkwardly and explained the seriousness of the situation again, "Honey, the cure rate for this cancer is very high, and it won't affect my work in the future. Trust me, I will definitely work hard to get the house back. Besides, don't you want me to live happily with you for the rest of your life?

"We have been married for more than two years and have been so happy. Don't you want me to cure my illness?"

Valery pushed my hand away and said, 'What's the use of living happily with me? Misfortune befalls a poor couple. I just want to live a simple life with a house and a car. Am I wrong?

"Besides, if you love me, you should give up treatment instead of dragging me down, leaving me all your money and property to make me happy. Have you forgotten your wedding vows to make me happy for the rest of my life?"

I finally understood that Valery didn't even care about my life or death. I sneered, "What if I have to sell the house and take out a loan?"

Valery replied without hesitation, "Then let's get a divorce. You give me some money and I'll leave."

Noticing I kept silent, Valery thought that I was unwilling to get a divorce and just wanted to drag her down. She added, "Don't expect me to give you any money. Let me tell you, I don't have a penny."

I pause for a moment and can't help but ask, "How could it be? What about your salary?"

Valery acts as if she had expected it. "So you're really after my money. To be honest, I helped my younger brother pay off his mortgage with all my savings."

Feeling that what she said was not harsh enough, Valery was afraid that I wouldn't agree to a divorce. She added, "Let me tell you. I never liked you. The only reason I married you was because of your parents. Your parents died long before, and I don't need to take care of them. I was so glad that they died long before and left you with a house, a car, and many savings.

"If it weren't for the fact that there weren't outstanding men around me at that time, do you think I would have chosen you? I'm just glad that we don't have children, otherwise, I would be dragged down by you."

I thought Valery and I fell in love naturally, and she had always been soft and lovely in front of me. It was the first time I had seen this side of her, and I was so shocked that I was so speechless.

She knew that the death of my parents was a lifelong pain for me, but she actually said that she was glad about my parents' death. If it weren't for her physical condition and my great strength, I wouldn't let her go.

I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I slammed the table heavily. The glass panel on the table shattered and my hand was injured and bleeding. Only then did Valery become a little scared and hugged herself, saying, "I'm telling you, don't touch me. If you dare do anything, my brother will kill you."

Valery wanted to say something else, but seeing my unpleasant expression and my tightly clenched fist, she was afraid that I would hurt her. Finally, she picked up her bag and phone and left the house.

Early the next morning, just as I finished breakfast and was about to go out, Valery, her brother Jarrett Wright, and many of her relatives came to the door, all of them angry, especially Jarrett.

Jarrett looked around and threw the vase on my table to the ground, saying, "I'm telling you, the Wright family are here. Don't you ever think about dragging Valery down? You can do whatever you want with the house. You can sell it or take out a loan, but now you must go with me to the Family Court to get a divorce."

The surrounding relatives nodded and shouted.

"That's right, Valery is not even thirty yet. She can't be left without a place to live in the future."

"If you don't have to get a divorce, you must promise not to sell the house for medical treatment!"

"Don't think about finding someone to rely on when you're about to die. Our family won't agree with that."

Jarrett interrupted everyone's words, "No need to talk to him. Even if he promises, I won't believe it. Valery is young and beautiful, and she hasn't had children. She can find another man who is healthy and has a house easily. Then she can ask for more!"

I was originally puzzled as to why Jarrett would suggest a divorce. It turned out he was waiting for Valery to ask for more from another man.

When it came to money, Jarrett added, "Even if you divorce now, we cannot return the money you gave us. After all, you have been married for two years. Valery has slept with you for two years. The money is what we deserve."

Valery's expression didn't change when she heard such insulting words, as if she thought Jarrett was right. I snorted, "Is this how you treat yourself as a commodity and always help him? Are you willing to always be a brother-supporter?"

Valery hid behind Jarrett. "How can an orphan like you understand what blood kinship is? If you promise me to give up treatment, I can still treat you well like before and let you die happily for the rest of your life!"