I’m married to a brilliant pharmaceutical scientist. After our marriage, we were deeply in love, and everyone envied me for having a wife who was both devoted to the family and successful in her career. I believed our marriage was perfect and couldn’t resist showing off my wife to the world. But one day, I overheard her talking to a student at the lab entrance. “Jude and Finn have the most similar physical conditions. I’ve spent years researching. If I don’t deceive him into letting Finn test the drug, and Finn gets hurt, how could I live with myself?” It turns out, the drugs I tested for her were all for nothing… If that’s the case, anyone who wants to be the test subject can go ahead! “Professor, isn’t this too harsh? Jude just got a new artificial heart, and you’re making him test a new drug. What if something happens to him…” Before the student could finish, Adeline’s stern voice came from the lab: “It’s not your place to lecture me!” Though I couldn’t see her face, just hearing her voice, I knew she was truly angry. Sure enough, the next second, there was the sound of things being thrown. “He must test the new drug. Finn’s too weak and can’t wait any longer.” The student didn’t dare say more and was about to leave when Adeline called out, hesitating: “To be safe, let’s postpone the drug testing to next week and run a few more trials to ensure Jude won’t be harmed.” Adeline’s words felt like a knife stabbing into my heart, almost making me feel unbearable pain. Has she loved Nash all these years? And I’m just a test subject. I returned to my room, heartbroken. The chest pain from the artificial heart nearly made me bend over, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional agony. I collapsed on the bed and glanced at the flowers and medicine bottles on the table, finally bursting into laughter. I’ve been married to Adeline for five years, always cherishing her. I thought I was the happiest man in the world, so I willingly became her test subject for her pharmaceutical career. For five years, I’ve coughed up blood countless times, developed numerous incurable diseases, and even my heart began deteriorating from frequent drug testing. But I never regretted it. For her, I was willing to risk my life. I never expected it was all a facade, a lie she meticulously crafted. “Honey, why do you look so pale?” “Are you feeling unwell?” Seeing my pale face, Adeline hurried over, gently cradling me in her arms, massaging my chest with eyes full of concern. In the past, I would have felt happy, grateful for marrying such a caring woman. But now, I only felt coldness. “It’s all my fault for not being by your side.” Adeline’s voice was full of guilt. I looked into her sincere eyes, pleading, “Adeline, I just got this new heart. Can I stop testing the drugs?” A hint of hesitation flashed across her face, and I quickly added, “I’m afraid if there’s any rejection, I won’t be able to stay with you.” Adeline’s gaze fell on my chest, and she sighed, deliberately saying, “Jude, but this drug is crucial for my future.” Her determined look made my nose sting, and my heart felt like it was being torn apart. To her, my life was less important than that person. Seeing my distressed face, Adeline quickly assured, “I promise I’ll keep you safe.” She pressed her nose to mine, her voice gentle and indulgent, “You’re my life; how could I bear to let you get hurt?” Every word was just a lie. I felt hopeless, “It’s okay, Adeline. I can take it.” Adeline’s face lit up with joy, but she said, “This is the last time, honey. I won’t let you be in any danger again.” Held in her warm embrace, I felt nothing but cold. That night, I couldn’t sleep. At dawn, Adeline’s phone rang. The man on the other end sounded jealous and sarcastic. Adeline gently reassured him and left without hesitation. Listening to the door close, I recalled last night’s conversation. She must be going to see that man, the one I risked my life to protect. Chapter
After she left, I immediately went into Adeline’s study. Her bookshelves were filled with my photos, and on the balcony, there was a large portrait she painted of me. Even the study’s layout was designed according to my taste. Anyone would think Adeline was deeply in love with me. But only I knew there was a folder on her computer with a password I didn’t know. Adeline once drunkenly told me it was the most precious thing in her life, her everything. I thought it was her research, so I didn’t pay much attention. Now it seems things aren’t as I thought. I hesitantly entered Adeline’s phone password, and to my surprise, it opened the file. The phone password with no special meaning was another person’s birthday. The file was full of photos of someone named Nash, all taken by Adeline. The camera doesn’t lie; every photo told me Adeline deeply loved him. The ridiculous part was Adeline once told me she didn’t know photography. They traveled together, read together, and even raised a cat together. But Adeline told me she was allergic to cat hair, so I even gave away my eight-year-old cat. In the photos, Adeline’s eyes were cautious, passionate yet timid, something I’d never seen. With me, she was always composed and serious; I thought it was just her personality. But it was because she didn’t love me. The last page was a letter she wrote to Nash. [Finn, I finally found someone with a physical condition like yours. He thinks I love him and eagerly tests drugs for me!] [He doesn’t know his heart has deteriorated. He volunteered to test drugs for me and got cancer. But that’s not my fault; he volunteered!] I forced my eyes open, stubbornly refusing to let tears fall. Turns out, the one she truly wanted to spend her life with wasn’t me. In her heart, I was just an experiment. What I thought was a chance meeting, falling in love, was all her deliberate arrangement. All because my condition was similar to Nash’s; she was using me. I shut down the computer and returned to the room, finally crying out loud when I collapsed onto the bed. I couldn’t stop recalling the time I nearly died from a heart attack. I took the pills Adeline gave me, and soon after, the pain was unbearable, and I vomited blood. Terrified, I called Adeline, but she never answered. Naively, I thought she was busy. In the hospital room, I nearly bled to death. Adeline comforted me, saying she’d always be by my side, ensuring nothing would happen to me. I was deeply moved but also felt guilty, thinking my carelessness let her down. So even when doctors told me my body couldn’t handle drug testing, risking a heart attack, I still agreed to try for her. But little did I know, what I thought was redemption and deep love were all her manipulation. The chest pain was so intense I could hardly breathe, a side effect of long-term drug testing for Adeline. I never told her, afraid she’d worry. Maybe she knew I was tormented every night but just didn’t care. Every moment with Adeline flashed in my mind. For seven years, I tested drugs for her, facing life and death countless times. Every time, she’d do everything to save me. Her fear of losing me was real. But only because without me, there wouldn’t be someone like Nash to test drugs for him. I trembled as I picked up my phone to check Adeline’s financial records over the years. She had a large sum saved in a Swiss bank and bought many insurance policies. But all were in the name of Nash. Chapter
Adeline’s every income was given to Nash unconditionally. For years, I thought she was modest and had no savings, so while testing drugs, I worked hard to support her dreams. How ridiculous! Just then, someone added me on Snapchat. I opened the profile picture, and my intuition told me it was Nash. Because the interlocked fingers in the photo, one belonged to Adeline. She had a burn scar on her hand from a lab accident. I checked Nash’s social media; the latest post was a photo of someone in an apron. The caption read: [How lucky to have a woman willing to cook for you!] Adeline once told me she couldn’t cook and hated the smell of oil, so even after my surgery, I cooked for her despite the pain. But with Nash, her principles, likes, and dislikes vanished. It’s not that she didn’t like cooking; she just didn’t want to cook for me. I kept scrolling. This Valentine’s Day, Adeline took Nash to France and took photos of million-dollar artwork for him. They kissed in front of the Louvre, rowed on the Seine, and read together in a library. And that day, Adeline casually ordered me a cake, even writing my name wrong on the card. Adeline once told me she doesn’t cook and despises the smell of grease. So even while recovering from surgery, I had to bear the pain and prepare meals for her. But around Nash, all her principles, preferences, and dislikes seemed to vanish. It’s not that she dislikes cooking; she just doesn’t want to do it for me. I continued scrolling. This Valentine’s Day, Adeline took Nash to France and purchased million-dollar artworks for him. They shared a kiss in front of the iconic Louvre, rowed together on the romantic Seine River, and read side by side in the library. Meanwhile, Adeline casually ordered me a cake, even misspelling my name on the card. For Nash’s birthday, Adeline organized an extravagant fireworks display. That same night, I suffered my second heart attack, almost dying in the hospital. Tears blurred my vision as I clutched my chest, curling up on the bed, each breath coming with heart-wrenching agony. To Adeline, I was nothing more than a test subject, a stand-in for Nash. She gave everything to Nash, leaving me with hollow concern. I didn’t sleep all night. Adeline sent me countless messages. I once thought she shared her life with me out of love, but she merely feared I’d notice something was awry, afraid of losing her test subject. This time, I’m afraid I’ll disappoint her. I contacted a staged death agency to help me disappear as soon as possible. Adeline returned home in the early morning, eagerly embracing me. Her voice was weary, eyes bloodshot. “Honey, I’ve been doing experiments all day. I’m exhausted. Did you miss me?” In the past, I would have felt sorry for her. But now, I only felt disgust. She doesn’t love me, yet she pretends to be deeply in love. “Are you mad?” She playfully pinched my nose. “I’m not going anywhere today, just staying with you, okay?” I stayed silent. I was about to leave her. There was no need to keep up this charade. My phone suddenly rang. Adeline looked puzzled at the message. “What service will be effective in five hours?” I quickly grabbed the phone. It was a message from the staged death agency. Everything was arranged, effective in five hours. I forced a smile, “Nothing, just some company business.” Though a flicker of doubt crossed Adeline’s eyes, she was confident in my love for her and didn’t press further, just holding my hand, saying, “Honey, I miss you every minute we’re apart. Don’t ever leave me, okay?” Bitterness welled up in my heart. I nodded. Adeline, soon there will be no more Jude beside you. I’ll be leaving you forever. We should never see each other again. Before Adeline could change clothes, she got a call. “What? Finn is in trouble? I’ll be right back!” Adeline left in a hurry, without even a glance in my direction. But my heart remained unmoved. Before faking my death, I needed a plausible reason. So, I opened Nash’s chat box. [I’m Adeline’s husband. Let’s meet.] When Nash came to meet me, he was still on the phone with Adeline. He deliberately put it on speaker, letting me hear Adeline’s soft, loving voice. “Finn, why are you wandering around when you’re not well? What would I do if something happened to you?” Nash wore a triumphant smile. “I miss you so much. When will you give me the medicine you promised? Are you getting feelings for that guy and don’t want to anymore?” Adeline paused, then laughed helplessly. “You’re the only one in my heart. But someone needs to test it first. I can’t risk you getting hurt.” Under the table, I clenched my fists, a bitter smile on my face. After hanging up, Nash looked at me tauntingly. “Adeline really goes to great lengths for me.” His face was full of smugness. His skin was rosy, not at all like someone sick. I turned to look at myself in the mirror, pale and gaunt. Years of testing drugs for Adeline had left me weak. “Honestly, I’m not sick at all. She had you test the drugs just because I said so.” I should have known. Adeline is a genius pharmaceutical doctor. How could she not see through Nash’s act? She just loves him too much, enough to let me die. “I’m not here to fight over Adeline. I’m leaving her, but you need to fulfill one request.” Facing Nash’s mocking gaze, I said firmly, “I just want her laboratory’s new medicine. Since I’m the one testing it anyway, what’s the difference if I take it a little sooner?” After leaving the hotel, I felt much more relaxed. For the past few days, I stayed close to Adeline. At first, she tried to deal with me patiently, but soon she grew impatient. But I didn’t care, as long as I got the medicine. Three days later, Nash delivered Adeline’s new medicine to me. After swallowing the pills, I finally felt relieved. Before the staged death agency staff arrived, I packed up everything at home. I shredded all my photos, replaced every frame with pictures of Adeline and Nash. I was leaving, so nothing would stand in their way. Just before I lay on the hospital bed, my phone rang. Adeline sent me a long voice message, saying she couldn’t spend New Year’s Eve with me because the laboratory was too busy. But in the background, there was the unmistakable announcement of an airport boarding call, reminding her to board the flight to the Maldives. I knew without asking, Adeline was going on a vacation with Nash. It’s been like this for years. No matter the holiday, she spent it with Nash. Even when I nearly died in the hospital, she still celebrated Nash’s birthday. But now, she didn’t even bother to make excuses. I smiled bitterly, then closed my eyes as instructed by the staff. I silently told myself. Jude, soon you’ll completely leave Adeline. At the same time, the moment Adeline landed in the Maldives, she received a call from the hospital back home. Her student’s voice was shaky with panic. “Professor! Jude found out about you and Mr. Nash. He took the new drug from the laboratory. His heart stopped, and he didn’t make it!” There’s no text here. Can you provide the text for translation? ———-此处为截断点———- Chapter 5 Adeline was stunned, unable to grasp what the student was telling her. It took her a moment to respond, and then she shouted into the phone, “What do you mean he’s dead? What on earth are you talking about?”
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