Love in Prime Years

"No! Lawrence, I am not going to sign, unless you give me one million dollars!"

Getting one million dollars from Lawrence was the best way to save Leigh, so she was not signing this form.

However, Lawrence was so strong that she was still forced to sign on the paper in the end, no matter how hard she fought back.

Plus, she even gave a hand print on it.

Seeing the two forms put in the file bag by Lawrence, Amelia lost all her strength in a second.

Lawrence was her true love in this life. No matter how he tortured her, she still loved him.

She thought when she got buried after one month, it would show her as his wife on the tomb. However, she no longer had anything to do with him now.

She helplessly leaned on the bed with tears all over her face.

"Lawrence, please, could you please give me one million dollars? I know you hate me, but just for our past relationship, could you please give me one million dollars?"

"I got terminal gastric cancer and will die soon. Your wish would be soon accomplished too. I beg you to give me one million dollars to save Leigh."

Cancer? Terminal gastric cancer?

Lawrence could not help frowning. The word "die" seemed to stab his heart like a knife.

He looked at this woman. She looked pale, tired and messy. Maybe, she really got cancer?

However, immediately, he denied this thought. She had always been healthy. How could she get cancer?

She must fake it to cheat him. She was good at victimizing herself. He would not get tricked so easily!

"It would be great if you die!" Lawrence mockingly curled his lips, looking indifferent.

"Amelia, you would be lonely in the hell, so your son should accompany you."

After dropping this sentence, Lawrence turned around without any hesitance, and walked out of the room.

Till the door was slammed shut, Amelia finally pulled her thoughts together from extreme pain.

It would be great if you died! Amelia, you would be lonely in the hell, so your son should accompany you.

So, after half of her life of being obsessed with him, all she got was that one sentence, "It would be great if you die!"

Even having thousands of swords piercing the heart might not be any worse than this pain.

Lawrence, it would be fine if I died.

Though her wounds were treated simply, it still hurt like hell.

In addition to the more frequent pains from the cancer, Amelia stayed at the corner, struggling.

A call came in. It was a new number. She picked it up after a short hesitance.

The one who called her was the director. He said he was going to shoot a music video soon. He found Amelia a good fit for it. If she acted as the heroine, she could for sure be famous.

Amelia never thought of getting famous, but she got attracted by the ten thousand dollars salary.

Though this amount would still be far away from enough, it would still give Leigh a bigger chance of surviving.

The director set the venue in a hotel. She knew there were some sex deals in this field and this meeting was fishy, but since the director said there would be other people there too, she thought it would be fine. Amelia put on a long-sleeve shirt to cover her wounds and a light makeup to make her look better. After that, she took another pill, and headed towards the hotel.

As soon as she got to the room, a pair of big hands pulled her inside.0000000☐☐☐☐☐