The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 848

At this point, there was no reason for Jamison to hide anything. “The technology is comparable,” he admitted. “Even if there are some more advanced cancer drugs overseas, my connections and the hospital’s would allow us to get them here.”

“I see. So there’s no reason to go abroad,” Ivy stated, quickly processing the information. “Then we’ll stay. You’ll get your treatment here.”

She looked at her husband. It was a statement, but she was still seeking his agreement. After all, he was the patient, and he was the doctor. He knew best.

Jamison nodded. “Yes. Getting treatment here will be just the same.”

“When do we start?” Ivy asked.

“I’ve already started on some medication in the last few days. In the early stages, I don’t necessarily need to be hospitalized. I know my own body.”

Ivy nodded, a hint of resentful guilt in her eyes. She should have noticed how off he was sooner.

Jamison continued gently, “And I’m not planning to stop working entirely. I won’t maintain the same intensity as before, but if my body allows it, I’ll still participate in surgeries that require me.”

Even if he had gone to Germany, he hadn’t planned to just stop everything and focus on his illness. He would have continued his studies to keep himself busy. As a doctor, he understood the psychological toll of fighting cancer. Willpower and mental state were just as important as medication. If he stopped working and just lay around waiting for treatment, it could be counterproductive.

Ivy looked at him and nodded in understanding before he could explain further. “Just like you’ve been doing. Home on time, rest early.”

“Exactly.”

“Okay. Just remember that you can’t leave me. And I trust that you’ll take care of yourself and follow the treatment plan seriously.”

They were soulmates who had reached a deep level of love and understanding. Some things didn’t need to be said; they would just be done.

Now that everything was out in the open, Ivy felt a wave of relief, quickly followed by a surge of hurt. She balled her fists and gently punched his chest a couple of times.

“You’re an idiot, Jamison, you know that? Hiding something this huge from me. We’re husband and wife. We promised to be honest with each other, but you lied to me!”

After a few light blows, she saw him smile without protest, which only made her more annoyed. “You’re still smiling! Do you have any idea I barely slept last night, thinking about this? I spent all day tearing the house apart, searching for that medical report. I looked everywhere in the study! I kept trying to tell myself I was overthinking it, but another part of me was terrified that the truth was so bad you had to hide it…”

Her voice cracked as she vented her frustrations, fresh tears streaming down her face.

Jamison’s heart ached. He pulled her into a tight hug, murmuring apologies. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I was wrong…”

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