The Story of My 10 Years Love

Levi's gaze fell on the property deed on the coffee table.

"How could Luna know you'd be upset about this? She just did what you should have done."

Yes, Luna did what I should have done, even took on the role of being his wife for me.

In his eyes, Luna was always a considerate and understanding assistant.

And I was just a jealous, petty woman.

After all, Luna was the lover he could never have.

They grew up together, and Luna had a crush on him since childhood.

But then Luna went abroad to study, and when she came back, Levi was already married to me.

Luna was very unwilling to accept this, so she became Levi's assistant.

They were like a couple at the company and left together after work.

Everyone in the company thought Luna was his wife.

I knew Levi had what it took to attract women.

Handsome and a domineering CEO, he was always surrounded by women.

Luna was also pretty. When she offered herself, he naturally didn't refuse.

Watching his indifferent demeanor, my heart was filled with bitterness.

Levi, while tying his tie, asked me with his back turned.

"How is our daughter doing at kindergarten today?"

I replied numbly.

"Ask her yourself."

Levi's parents lived in the old villa.

Levi and I originally lived in a large apartment in the city.

But then Levi suddenly said the city was too noisy.

So he had Luna buy this villa in the suburbs.

But he rarely came back, saying it was a bit far from the company.

So this villa ended up being a place I lived in alone.

I knew they often stayed at that large apartment.

It turned out he bought another villa for me just to make room for him and Luna.

As for our child, his parents raised her, and he rarely visited.

Last night, he and Luna even went to the villa to celebrate our daughter's birthday early.

He didn't even notify me. Every year, we celebrate her actual birthday.

I was the one who always arranged everything, but now he was suddenly playing the devoted father.

Noticing my off tone, Levi frowned.

"If Luna were her mother, she'd definitely do a better job than you."

I laughed coldly.

"Perfect, divorce me, and you can marry her as our daughter's stepmother."

Levi's expression froze, then turned slightly angry.

"Emma, you're crazy! When did I ever agree to divorce you?"

Levi picked up his briefcase and walked to the door.

Watching his cold, rigid back, I spoke indifferently.

"Levi, I'm dying. Stage 3 of leukemia."