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My Final Wish Is to Walk Away from You

The day I was diagnosed with late-stage cancer, intimate photos of Xavier Spencer and that woman went viral again. The Spencer family heir’s affair caused chaos in the stock market overnight. Shareholders urged me to make a statement, and the media demanded an immediate response—just like countless times before. Xavier called, his tone cold and arrogant. “I’m busy taking Lily to the play. Handle it yourself—you’re used to it anyway.” Then he added, “And if you dare say a single bad word about her, the Williams family won’t just go bankrupt.” This time, I didn’t argue or lose control. I simply looked at the two urns on the table and said quietly, “I understand.” I told the PR department to prepare for a press conference, but tore up the speech they wrote for me. They say people nearing death make a bucket list to avoid regrets. But mine had only one thing—divorcing Xavier.