After a love affair that culminated in marriage, the results were disappointing. You were discharged from the hospital, and a malignant tumor was discovered in your stomach. All of this began when your husband's mistress returned to the country with her child, who is Akin's son. On another front, your father lost all his money, and his company went bankrupt. Your father is ill, and Makki, who was separated from him in childhood, has been missing ever since. Your husband hasn't been with you for a year, and he's been asking you to fill out the divorce papers, but you refuse. Because... you are standing in the hospital and your tests are in your hands. Your colleague Kyle, who is a doctor at the hospital, said, "You are in the third stage of the disease. Performing this operation costs money, and the probability of your recovery is between 15% and 30%. After the operation, you may live for approximately 5 years. The duration varies from person to person." I said to him, "And how long will I live if I remain without the operation?" He was silent and looked at you calmly, took a breath, and said, "Either a year or less." You told him calmly, "I will not have the operation. Keep it a secret. Don't tell anyone. I don't want my family's situation to become more tense than it already is. I want to focus on my father's recovery." You left the hospital with 3 million and you're short 5. You don't have anything else, in addition to 10 million for your treatment. You decided to call Akin and fill out the divorce form and take financial compensation from him, but you were in a hurry at the moment, so you sent him a text message while you were in the jewelry store selling your precious wedding ring. The shock came when your husband and his mistress entered the same store. Akin looked at you with a blank stare as if he didn't know you and had never seen you before, and the hatred was clear from his looks. He put the ring on the table and said, "So your greed has driven you to sell the ring, or has making a living become difficult?" His fiancée, Elena, laughed at his words, saying, "My dear, buy it from her and consider the money a continuous charity, poor thing." What will you do...?