With five years stolen away, can love be rekindled?

Late at night, the house was pitch - black and eerily quiet.

Selina dragged her exhausted body and opened the front door.

She had been running around all day outside, looking for part - time jobs and contacting various gigs that could bring in some money.

She was so tired that it felt like her bones were about to fall apart.

All she wanted to do now was to get inside quickly and have a good rest. Just as she had changed her shoes and was about to walk into the house, a cough suddenly came from the living room.

"Where have you been?"

William's voice rang out in the darkness, cold and carrying an indescribable anger.

Selina was startled, and her hand trembled.

When she saw that it was William, she gradually regained her composure. Then, her heart was filled with concern for William.

She quickly asked, "Why didn't you turn on the lights? You're sick now and your body is weak. You should rest early and don't have to wait for me." William stepped out of the darkness.

His face looked particularly gloomy in the faint light.

He let out a cold laugh and said, "I'm a dying man. Can't you even spare a little time for me? Is that other man out there really that great?"

"What are you talking about?" Selina was completely taken aback.

Her eyes widened, and she looked at William with a puzzled expression, having no idea where these words were coming from.

"You don't need to act in front of me anymore."

William took two steps forward, his voice full of excitement.

"I've already met that lover of yours."

Selina's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes involuntarily dodged for a moment.

She felt a bit guilty.

Seeing her expression, William was even more convinced that she had someone else outside.

At this moment, a surge of anger welled up in him, and his illness seemed to get even worse.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

He started coughing violently, one cough after another.

The sound of his coughing was particularly harsh in the quiet house.

Selina panicked.

Forgetting about everything else, she quickly reached out to support him. "William, don't be angry. You've misunderstood me. Sit down and take a rest!"

But William forcefully shook off her hand, with so much strength that he almost made Selina fall over.

"Don't touch me!" he shouted, gasping for breath.

Selina steadied herself and didn't hold it against him.

Instead, she explained anxiously, "No, it's not like that. Things aren't what you think. I went out to work, to raise money for your surgery. And that man, he is..."

Here, Selina paused.

She was a bit hesitant, not knowing how to explain it.

Seeing this, William wasn't about to let her off the hook.

He pressed, "What about that man? Tell me quickly! Who the hell is he?"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his emotions getting more and more agitated.

"Sister Selina, stop making