Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 498

A wave of intense, visceral resistance flooded 1152's eyes. As a human guinea pig trapped in this sterile hell, he was utterly sick of this hopeless, agonizing existence.

Five more years of life was a massive temptation. But the cost—having his legs sawed off, rotting in a wheelchair, and remaining locked in Lab C's endless cycle of torture—was a price he refused to pay.

No. He wouldn't accept it.

He asked desperately, "What's the second choice?"

Maeve didn't drag it out. "Choice two: I use my medication to sustain your life and completely eliminate your pain. You can eat whatever you want, do whatever you want—like call your family or friends. You can sit in a wheelchair, breathe fresh air, and actually feel the sunlight."

She held up seven fingers. "But this will only last for exactly seven days. The medication loses its efficacy after that. If we push past seven days, your body will build a massive tolerance, and the resulting side effects will multiply your previous pain tenfold. But if we stop the medication, you will pass away peacefully in your sleep on the seventh night."

Ultimately, she placed the choice firmly in his hands.

1152 didn't even hesitate. "I choose the second."

He was done living. If his final seven days on earth could be completely pain-free, he would trade his very soul for it. Dying quietly in his sleep was the greatest mercy he could ever ask for.

Maeve confirmed one last time, her voice grave. "Are you absolutely certain? Seven days is nothing compared to five years."

1152 offered a tragic, broken smile. "Forget seven days. I'd take seven hours if it meant I didn't have to hurt anymore."

Impossible! It was absolutely impossible!

To his knowledge, 1152 had been comatose for over half a month. Calling him a living corpse was an understatement. Yet this discarded, failing specimen was miraculously awake and speaking.

But just as Simon leaned in closer to hear what was happening in the sterile room, his monitors went completely black. No matter how frantically he tapped the controls, the feed remained dead.

Driven by sheer desperation, Simon sprinted down to Sub-Level 4 to witness this medical miracle with his own eyes.

Maeve shot him a cold, irritated glance. "Why the cameras broke isn't my problem. Mr. Grover, need I remind you this is an ICU? If you have something to say, take it outside."