Betrayal of My Background Actor Boyfriend

Everyone in the industry knows that I am a three-time Best Actress. With assets exceeding a hundred million, numerous awards, and boundless glory. Ten years ago, in Collywood City, the summer heat was stifling. I happened upon that boy named Jim Gabriel in the corner of the film set. He wore a background actor's costume, faded and washed-out, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness. In that moment, I felt compelled to support him. No one knew why I chose to do so. Perhaps it was the light in his eyes—it reminded me so much of my younger self. Or perhaps, having lingered long in the world of fame and fortune, I simply wanted to place a bet on something pure. I mobilized every resource to clear the path for him. Helped him revise scripts, find mentors, and connect with key resources. He proved himself—willing to work hard and endure, his acting skills soared. In the first year, he earned modest fame from an online series. By the third year, he was nominated for a supporting actor award. By the fifth year, he had become a leading man. By the tenth year, he had reached the pinnacle of stardom. Ten years—enough time to transform an unknown into a radiant star. Enough time, too, for me to place my complete trust in him. I thought we were uniquely special to each other. I believed he would remember all the kindness I gave. On our tenth anniversary, I specially reserved the makeup room at the studio lot. I had prepared his favorite red wine, along with a gift I had long ago set aside. I wanted to surprise him. But I never expected to walk in on something so unbearable. The makeup room door was ajar, and from inside came hushed, intimate sounds. My heart sank sharply. I gently pushed the door open, and the sight before me chilled me to the bone. Jim Gabriel and my assistant Yvonne Wade were tangled together. Yvonne's hair was tousled, and Jim Gabriel's shirt was crumpled on the floor. They saw me; the panic on their faces vanished in an instant. What replaced it was an almost indifferent calm. I stood there, as if all the blood in my body had frozen. Ten years of sacrifice, ten years of trust, all turned out to be a cruel joke. Jim Gabriel leisurely dressed himself, showing not a hint of guilt. 'Vivian, since you've seen it, I won't keep it from you.' His voice was eerily calm, as if he were speaking about someone else's story. I stared at him, unable to say a single word. Yvonne Wade nestled against him, her gaze filled with defiance. 'Ms. Shaw, Jim and I are truly in love.' True love? I couldn't help but laugh, laughing until tears nearly welled up. At that moment, a single sentence from Jim Gabriel plunged me into an icy abyss. "You have cancer, and time is running out. Your inheritance was always meant to be mine." My cancer was a secret I kept locked deep within my heart. I didn't want others to worry, nor did I want to be labeled a 'patient.' He actually knew.