The Ghost Beneath His Experiments.

My husband is a renowned scientist.

When asked about relationships during an interview, he said:

"I don't think I'm a suitable partner."

"No matter what, I won't put love first."

"I only wish to use my limited time to pursue endless science."

After the broadcast, he was praised for his fearless dedication to science.

But I quietly put away my medical report.

I have cancer. It's terminal.

Those days he went to London to receive an award.

They were my last days in this world.