"So, you all are her friends, huh? That young girl is really pitiful, always coming for chemotherapy by herself, crying from the pain but not daring to scream. Alas, she doesn’t take care of her body at all; she hasn’t been here for chemotherapy for several days. Previously, I suggested a bone marrow transplant; there’s a chance for recovery, but she gave up. Without continuing the chemotherapy, who knows if something might have happened." Her words finished, the atmosphere off stage became somewhat tense. Eleanor Hollis became flustered; that day while dining with Gloria Galloway, Gloria ate only a few bites and said she couldn’t eat more. Actually, at that time, she must have been in excruciating pain, right? Thinking of this, Eleanor covered her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Julian Sterling was in a daze, his body stiffened, panic creeping up from his tailbone to his head, feeling like he’d fallen into an ice cellar, unbearably cold. The doctor kept sighing, and due to having other patients to attend to, she briefly said a few words and left. Yet those simple words made everyone’s mood heavy. By the time Gloria Galloway underwent an examination, she’d already missed the best time for a bone marrow transplant. Now it’s a month later, and who knows if she’s still alive. If she died in some godforsaken little place, her body would rot without anyone knowing. Julian Sterling regretted not saying a few more words to Gloria when he saw her. He forced himself to leave the hospital, only finding the sunlight outside glaring to his eyes. Hugo Quinn stepped forward to support him, realizing that the man was trembling all over. He knew it would come to this, had long warned him not to regret when it’s too late. "Hugo, you knew all along, didn’t you?" Julian Sterling’s voice was hoarse, one hand gripping his arm tightly. Hugo Quinn nodded, "She came to me to borrow money." Such a simple sentence felt more like a heavy blow, pounding hard on Julian Sterling’s heart. His wife was severely ill, yet he knew nothing; his wife would rather borrow money from another than come to him. How despairing must she have been to choose to approach Hugo Quinn at that time. "I... I was so unfair to her." Now he realized, Gloria Galloway only cooked noodles because she was unwell, surely in terrible pain, yet forced herself to make noodles for him. She shattered the bowl because her hand trembled so much she couldn’t hold it steadily, not intentionally as he had thought. He thought himself a bastard, always assuming the worst about her. Hugo Quinn’s people were already out searching for Gloria Galloway, but Gloria, who deliberately hid, how could she let them find her so quickly? She hadn’t left Serenford, because taking a train or plane would reveal her whereabouts, and Hugo Quinn or Julian Sterling would easily find out. She took a black car, no ticket required, paying directly with cash. She arrived in the countryside. For two whole days, she was curled up in a small space in the car, unable to eat, just staring blankly outside. She had wanted to come here for some time, having heard there’s a sea of flowers, very beautiful. "Cough, cough, cough." Just as she got off the car, she leaned over and started coughing, nearly dropping her luggage to the ground. She looked down at her mouth, which was full of blood. Gloria Galloway’s eyes flickered, yet she calmly walked to the nearby faucet to wash the blood from her hands. She had already found a small inn nearby where she planned to spend her remaining days. She had thought she would stay by Julian Sterling’s side until death, but that day, a woman came to her, claiming to be pregnant with his child. She opened the door and saw the young girl’s face, suddenly feeling envious. That face was round, clearly healthy, unlike her now—turned into an old woman near death. "I suppose you’ve seen the news online; I’m the new flame Best Actor Sterling’s brought around recently. I’m already pregnant with his child, and he said he would divorce you. I guess he’s brought it up with you already; I hope you would agree to his request for the sake of this child." Gloria Galloway couldn’t describe her despair at that moment. So, Julian Sterling proposed divorce because of this woman. She was indeed beautiful, far more than herself, and more importantly, she had conceived Julian Sterling’s child. Google seaʀᴄh 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 Thinking of Julian sleeping with another made her nauseous enough to want to vomit. She could accept it if the woman was Yvette Jacobs, as this brief happiness was snatched from Yvette’s hands back then. But now, Julian Sterling had changed; he would sleep casually with a woman, causing her to become pregnant. He was no longer the Julian Sterling she once knew. "Best Actor Sterling looks forward to the child in my belly; we’ve been together daily lately. If possible, I hope you’d leave." Shannon Yates always held her head high, as having seen Gloria Galloway’s expression, she deduced that their relationship was indeed poor and that Best Actor Sterling had indeed proposed divorce; otherwise, Gloria would’ve surely refuted her. Gloria Galloway only remembered saying those two words, then shut the door and wept bitterly. All perseverance seemed ripped to shreds. Julian Sterling had impregnated another woman; just that alone was enough to destroy her. Shannon Yates didn’t forget to humiliate even as she stood outside the door. "Look at yourself; what qualifies you for Best Actor Sterling? He’s already told me seeing your face makes him nauseous, holding you is like holding a bag of bones. He likes me, and soon we’ll happily live with our child. If you don’t want too much embarrassment, you’d better leave." Gloria Galloway stood in the room, pressing closely against the door. Hearing those words, she cried as she slowly crouched down. Each sentence felt like a knife, cutting at her flesh. She had thought that just clinging to Julian Sterling would make him like her. Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect; it was she who destroyed Julian. She should leave; there’s no meaning in staying anymore. Gloria Galloway recalled these moments, still feeling heartache. For the first time, she poured everything into liking someone, only to end with such a humiliating outcome. People in Serenford were still searching for Gloria Galloway, but neither plane nor train nor car had any information on her. Julian Sterling truly began to panic, glancing at the camera at the entrance, suddenly curious if Gloria had any attachment when she left. He pulled up all surveillance footage, accidentally discovering an unwelcome figure, Shannon Yates. Hearing Shannon Yates’s words to Gloria Galloway, Julian Sterling felt chilled throughout, even beginning to sweat.