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After donating a kidney to my best friend Kellan, the hospital suddenly informed me that my father's kidneys were failing and he needed an immediate transplant.
Fortunately, I was a match for my father. I immediately decided to donate my last kidney to him and use an artificial kidney myself.
Faced with the exorbitant surgery costs, I begged my fiancée for help. Instead, she kicked me out and then posted photos of her marriage certificate with Kellan on social media.
In my moment of desperation, my childhood sweetheart Sarah appeared with a top foreign medical team, offering to perform our surgeries for free.
But just as I opened my eyes, she regretfully told me that my father had suddenly developed a rejection reaction after the surgery and passed away.
As I was devastated with grief, Sarah presented me with 9,999 sunflowers, saying she was willing to be my lifelong sun, warming and caring for me.
Six years into our marriage, I accidentally overheard her conversation with her best friend:
"You gave Chris's last kidney to Kellan too? Then his father... No wonder he died with such resentment. How could you bear to do that?"
"I had no choice. Who told him to have two healthy kidneys that were so suitable for Kellan?""Kellan was already fine at that time, he didn't need another kidney transplant at all. You were just being excessive," Sarah said firmly.
"What if? I would never gamble with Kellan's health. Only by replacing all of Chris's kidneys with his can I feel at ease."

Love and Hate to the Bone

"Kellan hurt his arm, and he's never been in good health. He's also had a kidney transplant. I was worried something might happen to him, and Chloe would give you a hard time. We're all friends, so that's why I took care of him for a couple of days..."


Is it Chloe who would give me a hard time, or is it you?


Haven't you already pushed me into hell?


"I'm fine. You're right, Kellan's health isn't good. You should take good care of him."


"I knew my Chris would be the most understanding. As compensation, darling, I'll make up for your birthday tomorrow. I'll come back first thing in the morning to take you shopping for gifts. You can have whatever you like, okay?"


But Sarah, things that are missed are missed forever. They can never be made up for.


The next morning, Sarah didn't come back.


And I left the divorce papers and a USB drive containing audio and video recordings on the table, then walked out without looking back.


Chapter 6