My heart sank in disappointment, and the pain gradually took hold of me.

Timothy was stunned. He glanced at Mia.

"I only found out a few days ago that Mia couldn't bear to see me choose between her and my parents, and she was pregnant with my child when she left.

"Later, she lost the baby, and she has suffered a lot during those years.

"She doesn't have much time left to live now, and her last wish is to have a home of her own.

"You lost your parents when you were young, so you should know how painful it is for her."

Timothy looked back at Mia, his eyes full of guilt and pity.

"Do I deserve to be betrayed just because I love him?

Do I have to give up on Timothy just because Mia is dying?" I wondered.

I felt like I was immersed in an icy sea, which made me want to curl up and hug myself.

"Timothy, have you ever thought about how people would think about me when they saw me being ditched at the altar?

"Have you ever thought that it was you who made me a third wheel? What would that make my grandpa feel?"

Timothy was taken aback and then asked me nervously, "Your grandpa isn't angry, is he? Please put in a good word for me. I'll apologize to him in person some other day."

"You have no chance now."

I walked past him and headed into the bedroom to pack my things.

Mia, who had been remaining silent, came forward, grabbed my sleeve, and looked at me pleadingly.

"Evie, I never thought of competing with you for anything.

"It's just that I'm dying. I don't want to have any regrets after I'm gone.

"I really love Timothy. With him accompanying me through my final journey, I can die with my eyes closed.

"Evie, I'm sorry! Can you please not be mad at Timothy?"

Mia looked pale, but her eyes revealed a hidden sense of pride and determination.

I shook her hand off.

"Mia, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful in front of me. I didn't make you sick, and I am not your mother. I don't have to tolerate you.

"Moral kidnapping doesn't work on me."

Her eyes were filled with tears suddenly as she lowered her head, looking remorseful.

"Evie, are you blaming me?

"How could you say that about me? Didn't you use your grandfather to morally kidnap Timothy to marry you?"

She leaned towards me imperceptibly and lowered her voice, making it audible only to the two of us.

"Why are you being pretentious now?"

"You can insult me and hurt my feelings, but you can't slander my grandfather. I won't allow that!" I thought.

"Bang!"

I slapped Mia in the face before I could realize it.

Timothy stepped forward, stood in front of Mia, and pushed me hard.

"Evie Joe, what are you doing?!"

"Just vent your anger at me if you have any. Mia is sick, and she can't be provoked like this.

"How could you do this to her? Don't you have any empathy?"

So, that was the man who I had loved for ten years, who I had devoted my entire youth to. He blamed me for being cruel. How ridiculous!

A few years ago, Timothy suffered from acute liver failure. It was me who donated my liver to save him.

During the time I was in the hospital, my grandfather got up early every day to cook for us. He traveled about three hours per day between home and the hospital to look after us.

Timothy held my hand and swore that he would never betray me in his life.

He also knelt in front of my grandfather and promised that he would treat me well all his life and would never allow me to suffer any grievances.

But only a few years later, he forgot his promises, caused my grandfather to die, betrayed me, and even accused me of not being empathetic enough.

"Timothy, you are the ungrateful one!"

Timothy's face changed a bit, and he seemed uncomfortable.

Mia narrowed her eyes and stepped forward to speak up for Timothy.

"Evie, how can you rake up the past all the time?

"Besides, even if you didn't save Timothy at that time, others would have.

"You knew that Timothy didn't like you, but you still badgered him and made him repay your kindness. You took advantage of Timothy's guilt to fulfill your dirty wishes."

Timothy's condition was quite severe at that time, and although the Gage family tried every possible means, there was still no liver available.

It was me who, unable to bear to see him suffer, bit the bullet and agreed to donate my liver.

"Do you think so too?" I stared at Timothy.

He turned his head and said nothing. So, he tacitly approved.

Well...

I had no desire to talk to them anymore. It would only make me feel that all my previous efforts were a joke.

But they obviously didn't want to let me go easily.

"Evie, Timothy and I have already obtained our marriage certificate, anyway. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to continue living in this house..."

I had no intention of continuing to live there, but I felt insulted when she tried to kick me out.

Yes, the house was under Timothy's name.

But my grandfather didn't want me to be looked down upon by others, so he took out his years of savings and paid for the renovation of the house.

I decorated this house bit by bit and finally made it the house of my dreams.

"Timothy, is this also what you want?"

Timothy coughed to cover up his uneasiness, his eyes wandering, not daring to look into mine.

"Mia just wants a place to live. Please do us the favor and let us have it..."

"Good! Great!" I exclaimed in my heart.

I suddenly picked up the chair next to me and smashed everything in the house to pieces.

"Timothy, I decorated the place. I can take it back, right?"

Timothy stammered, a conflicted look appearing on his face again.

Mia screamed and suddenly fainted.

Timothy picked her up immediately, and before leaving, he gave me a cold look.

"Evie Joe, if anything happens to Mia, I won't forgive you!"

I devoted ten years of my life to that man, but in the end, all I got in return was "I will never forgive you".

The sorrow was like a flood, overwhelming me instantly.

Looking at the mess in the house, I hardened my heart and called a repairman, who used a sledgehammer and smashed the house beyond recognition.

Then, I returned to my grandfather's house. Three days later, I received a call from the cemetery manager.

I was told that someone was interested in my grandfather's graveyard and paid a high price to make them relocate my grandfather.

These words were like a bolt from the blue, breaking my heart.

My grandfather was a teacher before retirement. He had always been kind to people and loved me dearly.

After I donated my liver to save Timothy, he had always been worried about my health. He said he would pray to God and exchange his remaining life for my peace and happiness.

Therefore, before he died, my grandfather told me not to set up a tombstone or engrave any words on it. He told me he was willing to die.

I rushed to the cemetery. As soon as I entered the gate, I saw Mia and Timothy.

They noticed me, too.

"You're following me?"

Most people wouldn't come to a cemetery for no reason. Seeing me panting, Timothy subconsciously thought that I was following him in order to win him back.

But I was too anxious and had no time to talk to him.

Mia stood in front of Timothy, like a hen protecting her baby chick, and warned me,

"Evie, Timothy is my husband now. Why don't you stop coveting other people's husbands?"

There was evident pride and provocation in her tone.

Timothy frowned. "Evie, I know it's hard for you to accept the change. Can you wait a little longer?"

I was tired and really didn't want to waste time with them.

"Just get over yourself, alright?

"You two are both shameless. So, you deserve each other! I wish you both die in the same month and year!"

I passed by Timothy without even looking at him and strode inside.

Seeing that I didn't badger him, Timothy couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Then, he caught up with me and softened his tone,

"You're still mad?"

He made it sound like I was being unreasonable, and our wedding seemed insignificant to him.

Feeling ignored, Timothy started to explain,

"The doctor said Mia's condition isn't promising. I was worried that she would hurt herself, so I left to find her.

"I never thought of abandoning you. It's just one year. I will marry you after Mia..."

I loved Timothy for ten years, but it only took me a few days to get over him. So, I didn't really need him.

"That's unnecessary."

Seeing that I was not moved, Timothy sighed and grabbed my arm.

"I admit that I was impulsive and not thoughtful enough this time. Your grandpa has always been very kind to me. He will surely understand me and forgive me.

"Evie, stop being mad at me and patiently wait for me to marry you, okay?"

Timothy finally lowered his attitude and came to coax me.

If it were in the past, I would definitely be pleased by his attitude.

But it was too late. Everything was too late.

I paused, stared into Timothy's eyes, and spoke calmly,

"Timothy, I won't marry you again!

"So, please stop bothering me!"

My calmness and detachment made Timothy feel like losing control of something.

He took out his phone and called his secretary.

"Help me find two best sandalwood bracelets. Grandpa Joe likes them the most. I will bring them to him in person to apologize in a few days."