ManyWriters

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On the eve of my wedding, my mother was in a car accident and urgently needed matching blood.
Due to my mother's rare blood type, even though I had just found out I was pregnant, I still decided to donate blood for her.
However, when I miscarried from excessive blood loss, my fiancé and childhood sweetheart were solely focused on accompanying Aria, who was getting cosmetic surgery at the hospital.
Ignoring my pain, I begged on my knees, finally convincing my fiancé to personally operate on my critically ill mother.
After the surgery, Nolan said it had failed and my mother was gone.
Two days later, I overheard Aria's intimate encounter with the two brothers through the door.
Aria coyly said:
"Blaine, you really live up to being a race car driver. You hit that old lady so precisely. And Nolan, you're amazing too, you directly killed the old lady during treatment."
"Thanks to you both, I was able to get Seraphina's blood for my surgery."
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Betrayed and Used As a Blood Bank, I Faked My Death

I lifted weakly the corners of my mouth.


"Since the surgery failed, can you give me my blood back?"


Hearing this, Nolan paused, his eyes involuntarily glancing towards Aria standing at the doorway.


He nervously patted my head and replied:


"Silly girl, your blood type is so rare, where would I find blood that matches yours? You just need to rest well, and everything will be fine."


Indeed, the person with a matching blood type was standing not far from me, but she's your precious darling, and you probably couldn't bear to let her lose even a drop of blood.


My heart instantly turned ice-cold, leaving me speechless.


Blaine's expression also grew somber. He came over and sat by my bed, gently stroking my hair, saying that when I got better, he'd take me to see the ocean.


I didn't respond, curling up under the covers.


"I just made a pot of soup at noon, with all kinds of nourishing ingredients. I'll heat it up for you to drink right away."


Chapter 4