“How is it none of my concern? You’re my husband! Let’s remarry…”

She held James' hand and wanted to leave.

Thea tugged him hard and pulled him out of the wheelchair. James was feeble and was unable to stand firm. Losing his balance, he fell to the ground.

“What are you doing?!”

Quincy quickly rushed to him and pushed Thea away, shouting, “Don’t you know he’s frail right now?”

She hurriedly helped James up from the ground and asked worriedly, “Are you alright?”

James waved his hand.

Seeing this scene, Thea burst into tears and roared, “Tell me, James! Who is it that you want? Is it me or her?”

Quincy could not stand Thea’s attitude.

She helped James onto the wheelchair and glared coldly at Thea.

“Thea, you keep saying you love him, and now you’re forcing him to make a choice. But, don’t you remember that you were the one who pushed him away? He’s poisoned and only has a few months left to live. Do you still want to remarry him?”

“What?”

Hearing this, Thea was frightened.