My little brother was in the end stages of kidney failure and urgently needed a transplant.
I spent all the inheritance our parents left us to finally find a donor kidney.
But my fiancé stole it to save his "pure love" instead.
In my moment of despair, my childhood sweetheart Damien returned from overseas. He was a match and volunteered to donate his kidney to my brother.
Sadly, the surgery was unsuccessful. My brother's life ended at just eighteen years old.
To repay Damien for his kindness, I broke off my engagement and married him instead, vowing to take care of him for life.
But seven years later, I accidentally overheard a conversation between my ex-fiancé and Damien.
"Damien, you have to give me this project, or else... Tell me, how do you think Scarlett would react if she found out the man she's been devotedly caring for all these years as her savior actually caused her brother's death? Would she kill you, or herself?"