"Mr. Barrett, this was from your ex-wife, saying she wished you a happy wedding!"
The assistant, Jacob, whose expression was a bit solemn, silently handed over the package.
He opened the package, which contained three documents:
The first one was a consent form for the donation of corneas and kidneys;
The second was a report from Washington Hospital on advanced brain cancer;
The third again was a pregnancy test issued by a Washington hospital.
He shuddered as he turned the last page of the document, all the signatures were hers...
"I'll sign the divorce papers, but I need you to promise me three things."
"First, will you smile at me? A real smile."
Andrew Barrett's slightly impatient face froze abruptly, and Jacob froze as well.
"Second, call me 'sweetie' or 'honey', like a husband to a wife."
Jacob had never seen such a simple request before, and at the same time, his heart overflowed with sourness because it was too simple, yet the man she was asking said coldly and stiffly:
"I can't."
Harper Flynn was at peace with herself because Andrew had let her down too many times, so even if she could not get whatever she wanted from him, she could also easily give up.
"Third, let me hug you. Then, I'll sign right away."
Harper reached out her hand, but the man's body remained tightly shut, standing there like a log.
At that moment, Jacob answered a phone call and his eyes lit up.
"Mr. Barrett, Dr. Chambers said that your cornea transplant is ahead of schedule and can be done at the same time as Ms. Wang's kidney transplant."
Within a short time, the three of them entered three separate adjoining operating rooms.
Harper lay on a cold operating table, with her hands resting on her abdomen, her eyes gently closed.
Baby, mommy wanted to hold out for you, but mommy was useless and couldn't hold out until you were born.
Her brain tumor was malignant, with a low success rate for surgery, and she once thought rather than die on the operating table, she'd rather be in pain and opt for conservative treatment. At least this way, she could still spend more time with Andrew.
But now, she was tired, so she'd have to take the baby with her.
At the same time, the red light came on in all three operating rooms.
In the door in the center, doctors removed fresh kidneys and corneas in vessels and stepped into the left and right door.
Jacob, who was waiting outside, watched in horror. Didn't Harper only donate kidneys?
Why would any doctor still come out holding a clear cornea and then walk into that operating room of Mr. Barrett's?!
Did...
Suddenly, from the center operating room came the doctor's panicked yell, "No! Cardiac arrest, how did this happen?"
Jacob was sweating profusely, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, muttering: "Mr. Barrett, you'll regret it, you'll definitely regret it..."
A month later, Andrew, who had regained his sight, did not see Harper show up.
He took out his phone and finally dialed the number.
It took a long time for the other side to answer. Andrew was a little impatient and spoke sharply: "Harper, hurry over and take your stuff away. It's taking up space!"
There was an "uh-huh" and a hang-up.
How long it took, he didn't know, but there was the sound of a door being pushed behind him.
"Mr. Barrett, I've come to pack up Harper's belongings for her."
The visitor was holding a picture frame in his arms, and the person in the black and white photo was clearly Harper!

Love and Nothing More

Harper leaned on the edge of the queen-size bed and looked into Andrew's eyes, openly and wantonly showing her obsession with him.


He was her husband, the man she had loved with all her heart.


Harper stretched out her finger, trembling a little as she traced his outline in the air, wanting so much to actually touch him...


What the doctor had said during the day echoed in her ears again.


"The CT scan showed that you had a tumor in your brain, malignant, commonly known as 'brain cancer'..."


Suddenly, she felt a warm trickle down her nose, followed by dark red liquid pouring out uncontrollably.


Harper panicked, fearing that Andrew would notice something amiss, so she hastily covered her mouth and nose and ran to the bathroom to clean up.


The sound of rushing water soon emanated from the bathroom, causing Andrew, who had always been a light sleeper, to furrow his brow and awaken.


Impatiently, he shouted, "What's that noise at night? Get out and wash somewhere else."


The sound of water ceased immediately. After a while, Harper emerged quietly, her eyes betraying a humility and caution that Andrew couldn't perceive: "Andrew, I heard from the hospital that you can have corneal transplantation next month. It won't be long before you can return to a normal life."


Andrew cocked his head in the darkness and grunted coldly in disgust.


"Aren't you happy?" Harper felt a pang of sadness in her heart and mustered up the courage to ask.


Andrew disdained to answer this question.


Harper's hand, hanging by her side, slowly clenched. She took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "I heard that Noah has returned to the US..."


"Don't you mention her! Shame on you..." It was as if a fuse had been lit when Andrew heard the name, and suddenly he was furious. He grabbed something from the bedside table and hurled it in the direction of the sound.


Harper stumbled back a few steps, caught off guard, and fell to the ground. Ignoring the pain from the impact, she reached out her hand, but it was too late.


The crystal ornament, featuring two swans with intertwined necks, crashed to the ground with a thud. One swan's slender, curved neck snapped, and the heart-shaped ornament shattered.


At that moment, Harper's heart shattered too. It was as if her heart had been thrown to the ground, missing a piece.


"Does it hurt? You're just a bitch desperate for attention from men, and you deserve this." Andrew laughed sarcastically, his unfocused eyes filled with disgust. He gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for you marrying me, how could Noah leave? How could I become blind?"


His low voice was as cruel as a knife, stabbing Harper's heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.


"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." She smiled bitterly, stubbornly wiped away her tears, and said each word with difficulty, "But I don't regret taking you away from Noah. Because she..."


Andrew's eyes burned with a hint of rage, as if he couldn't wait to incinerate Harper. He suddenly shouted, "Enough! Who do you think you are in front of her?!"


Harper felt as if she were being burned, her voice barely audible as she replied, "Yes, I'm nobody, that's why I got what I deserved...."


Andrew didn't hear clearly and didn't care. Suddenly, he waved his hand, motioning for her to come closer, as if calling a dog.


She was in a state of despair, yet her body involuntarily moved forward, like a moth drawn to a flame.


Andrew raised his hand and reached towards Harper's face. This gesture elicited an instant glimmer of hope from her vacant eyes!


However, the next moment, she was plummeting into an abyss!


Andrew groped, suddenly grabbing Harper's neck and gradually tightening his calloused fingers.


"After the operation, I'll have to see your disgusting face. Do you think I'm happy? If you want me to be happy, disappear and leave my world completely..."


The huge room fell silent in an instant.


Chapter 1