My dad suddenly fell seriously ill and needed a kidney transplant.

The kidney we had waited for was taken by someone else.

I stormed into the director's office, only to see my boyfriend, James Scott, comforting a woman while pressuring the director.

“No matter what conditions the other party sets, this kidney must be kept for Ms. Perez.

“I can invest another three hundred million.”

I rushed over and begged him on my knees to give the kidney back to me.

He looked at me coldly, “Jane Miller! This is a matter of life and death. I won’t let you mess around.”

He pried my fingers off his clothes one by one, pulled out his phone, blocked me, and left holding the woman, Alice Perez's hand.

Three days later, I knelt in front of my father's grave and received a message from James Scott.

“Postpone the wedding dress fitting by three days.

“Alice's uncle's surgery failed. She’s upset, so I'll stay with her for three days.

“If you hadn't caused a scene that day, the success rate of the surgery would have been much higher.

“Jane, please be reasonable.”

The message bubbles kept popping up. I slowly recalled that day.

Watching him walk out with Alice, I crazily blocked his way and demanded he return the kidney to me.

“This is the kidney you've been waiting for three months? Alice's uncle needs the kidney. You came to snatch it and even cursed your father?

“Jane, how could you be so bad?”

I tried to explain, but he waved his hand. His assistant immediately forced me away.

Alice glanced back at me, her eyes full of mocking contempt.

“James Scott! You can't do this!” I screamed hysterically, “I'm not lying. You can check the hospital admission records, check the ward. Please give me back the kidney!”

The man showed no emotion and walked away decisively.

“James Scott, I’m pregnant!”

These words finally made James stop. He turned back and walked up to me.

His deep eyes showed no surprise, only deeper disgust.

“Jane!

“I said it’s a matter of life and death. This kidney can only be for Alice.

“Aren't you disgusted with yourself for being this jealous?”

I laughed as I watched his figure walk away.

"Look, this is the man I loved for six whole years."

I worked hard to get into his university, learned all his favorite dishes, and sacrificed my own preferences to fit into his world.

My wholehearted sincerity was met with blatant cruelty.

For his lover, he used his power to take away someone else's right to live.

Four years of love and three years of pursuit turned out to be a joke.

I found Alice’s uncle’s hospital room in a daze.

Alice stood with her arms crossed, looking at the elderly man in the bed. She coldly ordered, “Lie down properly and stay away from me.”

The sallow-faced old man fearfully pulled back his leg and looked down timidly.

“So, this isn’t your uncle.”

Alice suddenly turned around, the victory in her eyes fleeting. She grabbed my skirt and knelt down, crying and kneeling down.

“Ms. Miller, I know you’re James’s girlfriend now, but this is a matter of life and death. Please spare my uncle. He needs this kidney!

“I promise, I swear, I won’t interfere with your relationship. Ms. Miller, I beg you!”

“Jane!” I was violently thrown aside, hitting my forehead on the corner of the wall.

Through the blurred blood, I saw James' furious face.

My head was buzzing, and I couldn't hear what he was saying for a moment.

I only saw him protect Alice behind him, his face full of anger and vigilance.

I stood up, casually wiped the blood from my forehead, and walked to the bedside.

"You are not Alice's uncle. I don't care how much she paid you, but I was first in line for this kidney. I waited three months for it. You can't have it."

"Jane!" Alice blocked my way, screaming, "Don't push my uncle! He's not well. If you have an issue, come at me!"

"Fine. Give me back my kidney." I stared into her teary eyes, "I'll give you back James."

"I can abort this child to make room for you. Just give me back my kidney."

"Have you had enough?"

"He's not her uncle at all! Are you blind?"

"Slap!"

The slap hit my face, causing me to lose hearing in one ear. Through blurry vision, I saw James' fingers trembling with anger, "Jane, if you keep this up, this wedding won't happen!"

"Wedding?

At this point, would I still think about marrying him? He's the executioner who wants to take my dad's life!

I can forgo the wedding as long as he gives me back the kidney."

I swallowed the metallic taste in my throat and, before I could speak, I saw him wave his hand.

"Take Ms. Miller out."

"No!" I frantically grabbed a fruit knife from the table and pressed it against my neck, "James, I won't marry you. Give me back the kidney. Otherwise, I'll die with two lives in front of you."

James' pupils contracted violently.

The next second, a palm strike from behind knocked me out.

In the moment of blurred consciousness, I saw his cold gaze.

"How foolish, to think of threatening with death in front of him who doesn't love me anymore."

I was unconscious for three days with a high fever.

When I slightly regained consciousness, the doctor gave me the bad news.

The night I fell unconscious, my dad's room was in chaos. His newly stabilized condition deteriorated rapidly, and he was rushed to the ICU that night.

"Seeing Mr. Miller's stable condition, I had planned to wait for the next kidney.

"Ms. Miller, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect it to have such a big impact."

I wanted to check the surveillance footage, but it coincidentally malfunctioned.

I didn't blame the doctor.

Under James' protection, Alice could do whatever she wanted.

I handled my father's funeral and knelt at his grave.

My phone screen suddenly lit up.

I glanced at it, realizing that James had removed me from the blacklist.

Looking at the phone, I suddenly remembered it was the first gift James had given me.

On my birthday a month ago, I waited in the restaurant for three hours. It was his assistant who handed me the phone.

"Ms. Miller, Mr. Scott had to go on a sudden business trip and couldn't make it. This is the gift he prepared."

I held the phone, feeling very happy and treasuring it dearly.

But now, I couldn't recall that feeling anymore.

I only felt regret and hatred.

I shouldn't have fallen in love with James.

I shouldn't have chased him for so many years.

I shouldn't have had any entanglements with him.

If so, my father would still be alive.

He would be holding my hand, smiling and calling me, "Jane."

I staggered to my feet and threw the phone into the ravine.

The wind on the mountain was strong, and rain fell intermittently.

I staggered as I walked, nearly stumbling.

A large hand steadied me.

Before I could look up, I heard a cold voice above me.

"Why are you here?"

I shivered and quickly pushed his hand away, barely standing firm.

James and Alice stood side by side. James held a large black umbrella, and his suit jacket was draped considerately over Alice's shoulders.

They looked like a perfect match, quite pleasing to the eye.

"Jane, is it fun for you to always act like this?" James' eyes narrowed, "Alice's uncle's surgery failed. Are you happy now?"

I looked over at Alice.

In this season, she wore a goose-yellow dress, with delicate cat-eye makeup, looking pitiful with her tear-filled eyes.

"Huh.

If you paid attention, how could you not see through her lies and pretense?"

He was James, a formidable presence in the business industry.

"If it weren't for your disruption before the surgery, Alice's uncle wouldn't have died on the operating table!

"Following us here won't help. A life is at stake. How can you be so willful!"

He looked at me with an intense, oppressive gaze.

"James, stop! I think Ms. Miller doesn't want this either. She just... she just doesn't want to see me with you."

"Slap!"

I slapped her face.

"Are you crazy! Try hitting her again!"

James protected Alice behind him, her tear-filled eyes showing a hint of triumph.

"Ms. Miller, don't be angry... You really misunderstood our relationship. If my uncle wasn't in urgent need, he wouldn't have spent three billion for that kidney. After his funeral, I'll leave as far as possible."

"Fine. Swear it." I interrupted her, "If you don't leave, may you be struck by lightning, damned and never reincarnate!"

Another slap landed heavily on my face, a metallic taste in my throat, and amidst the ringing in my ears, I still heard the overlapping voices clearly.

"Jane, how can you be so vicious! It's simply unreasonable!"

I fell into a high fever again, with disjointed scenes flashing before me.

One moment, I was chasing James; the next, he was holding my hand.

The scene shifted, and he was choking my dad. "Alice's uncle needs a kidney. Go die!"

I sat up in bed, startled, drenched in cold sweat.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

My face was pale, one side swollen, my eyes bloodshot.

Since James and I started dating, my dad had been worried.

James was handsome, rich, well-connected, and capable. Such a man wasn't a match for an ordinary family.

It was me, smiling, telling him, "Dad, I love him for who he is, not for his money! I have true feelings!"

Huh, true feelings.

My true feelings were really poor.

I shouldn't have foolishly dreamed of falling in love with the capable man. It was my mistake.

I washed my face, preparing to go back to the grave.

I wanted to accompany my dad, or I wanted him to accompany me.

Though my forehead was still burning, my heart was too cold.

After several days of rain, the sky cleared, and its color was especially beautiful.

I walked the muddy path, slipping every few steps.

Stumbling to the hillside, I saw five workers with hoes had already dug up my dad's grave.

"Who are you! Stop! Stop right now!"

I rushed at them like a madwoman.

A hoe couldn't be pulled back in time, and half of my hand was exposed to the bone, blood gushing.

"In broad daylight, who allowed you to dig up the grave! Get out! Get out of here!"

My dad's tombstone was already broken into several pieces.

"Ms. Miller, what do you want? I consulted a master, and this is the best spot for my uncle's burial. No matter the cost, James will pay! Why do you have to put on this act? Can't you let my uncle rest in peace!"

I ignored her, carefully holding the urn, piecing together the photos that had been shattered.

"Jane, you've really had enough!"

A sudden force threw me aside, and the urn in my arms fell heavily to the ground.

Ashes scattered everywhere, and my eyes filled with rage.

I reached out urgently, but couldn't grasp anything.

James was about to kick away the photo I had pieced together when his gaze suddenly froze.

His body swayed heavily.