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In the hospital, Ning Ruyun glanced softly at the diagnosis report before her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Late-stage lung cancer, end-stage uremia, advanced rectal cancer, positive for HIV!

Excellent.

Truly excellent!

That arrogant scoundrel Wei Zhitao had finally met his comeuppance!

Now, with so many terminal illnesses afflicting him, many beyond remedy, he would endure constant torment from his ailments, destined to die a miserable death.

This outcome instantly lifted Ning Ruyun’s spirits.

The diagnosis report belonged to her husband, Wei Zhitao.

This was precisely the retribution Ning Ruyun had long desired.

Years ago, they had an engagement, and he had married her early after rescuing her from drowning—but it was all a ploy by Wei Zhitao.

He had long since fallen for her treacherous best friend, Feng Qingsnow, with whom he had a child and an entirely separate household. He never loved Ning Ruyun.

Despite this, Wei Zhitao needed to maintain a good reputation, sought support from the Ning family, and required her sacrifices. Using despicable schemes, he tarnished her reputation and married her, relegating her to a neglected, powerless position within the marriage.

Bound by the engagement and her reputation, Ning Ruyun had feelings for Wei Zhitao and endured the hardship, even as he often stayed away from home. She managed the household and helped run the family business.

Of course, the success of Wei Zhitao’s and Feng Qingsnow’s schemes was also aided significantly by