ManyWriters

The night Xavion stood on stage accepting his Best Actor award at the Golden Globes.
I lay in the ICU, where the doctor had just informed me my blood could no longer support any transfusion.
The awards ceremony host invited Xavion to make a call to his "biggest regret in life."
Without hesitation, his fingers dialed that all-too-familiar number.
The phone in my hospital room suddenly vibrated, carrying his deep accusation:
"You chose to disappear for money. Now that you see my success, do you regret it?"
I stared at the sky-high bill for blood transfusions by my bedside, a mocking smile tugging at my lips:
"Oh great actor, could you spare me $5 million?"
The call ended abruptly. On screen, Xavion's eyes turned sharp:
"Some people aren't worth remembering."
He would never know that when his blood was severely contaminated,
I secretly gave him transfusion after transfusion to save his life.

After He Became a Famous Actor By Receiving My Blood Transfusions

The crowd fell silent as Faye, the background actor, spoke up.


Xavion stood there, stunned, his cold expression slowly crumbling.


He stared at me for a long moment, as if seeing me for the first time.


"A blood transfusion?" His voice was hoarse, his eyes revealing a clear internal struggle.


"Your storytelling skills have certainly improved."


I stood up, leaning against the wall, soaking wet and still shaking.


I could barely stand, but I was determined not to fall.


Xavion looked at me with a cold smirk: "You'd say anything for money, wouldn't you?"


I wiped the water from my face, forcing a smile: "Yeah, that's just who I am, right?"


Faye panicked, wanting to step forward and explain.


I shot her a look, and he froze with his mouth open, his eyes welling up.


"You..." Xavion clenched his fists, his face pale with anger.


"Xavion, don't be angry. She seems to be having a hard time. If she wants money, let's just give it to her."


Chapter 6