Ten years ago, I ditched a high-paying job for my family. A decade later, they asked for my kidney—supposedly for my daughter, Talia. Turns out, the real patient was Hudson's first love's son. They didn't even fake remorse. Hudson sneered, convinced I couldn't survive without him. Talia called me old and fat, acting like I should be grateful to help Bianca's kid. A whole decade of sacrifice, and what did I get? No love. No thanks. Just entitlement. To them, I was nothing but a free, disposable maid. So I walked. No regrets. I rebuilt my life, found a job, and never looked back. Then reality smacked them. Hudson and Talia finally realized everything I'd done. They begged me to come back—but my heart was already stone-cold. In the end, I left the country, threw myself into work, and finally learned what it meant to live.
View MoreAnother day passed before the doctor finally emerged, wiping sweat from her forehead. "The surgery was a success, but the patient is extremely weak. He'll be in a coma for a while."He was alive. That was all that mattered.After the operation, Hudson was moved to the ICU. Talia and I could only watch him through the glass each day. Two weeks later, he finally woke up and was transferred to a regular ward. I took extended leave from work to stay at the hospital and care for him.During that time, I heard about Bianca. A week after her arrest, Gabriel passed away. When she got the news, she bit through her own wrist in the detention center.She was gone.***"Luna!"Hudson jolted awake, eyes darting around in panic as he grabbed my hand. "Don't go!""I'm right here. Where else would I go?" I gently pried his fingers off and adjusted his bed. "Since you're awake, have some pumpkin soup."He clutched my hand again. "I had a nightmare... I dreamed that when I woke up, you were gon
A few days later, it was Micah's birthday. I brought him a homemade cake.His eyes lit up as he snatched it and hid it away. "Not letting my classmates see this. They'll devour it. I'm taking it home."I laughed. This kid sure knew how to make someone feel good. It was just a cake, not some rare treasure.We were chatting when—bam—someone walked straight into me, spilling their drink all over my clothes. Great. I grabbed my spare outfit and headed upstairs to change.As I passed a quiet corner near the banquet hall, a hand shot out from behind a potted plant, grabbing me."Mom—"Talia.She looked like she was about to throw herself at me but froze when she saw my expression—cold, detached. Instead, she clung to the hem of my clothes, trembling. "Mom...""I'm not your mother anymore." I pulled away.Tears streamed down her face. "Please! I know I messed up! I'll change, I swear! Just don't leave me!"Funny. There was a time when a single tear from her would break me. Now? I fe
I was ready to take Hudson to court, but the next day, he showed up with the signed divorce papers himself."I didn't change much—just the asset division. You get seventy percent, I keep thirty. Talia's staying with me, after all." He studied me for a second, then reached into the back seat, pulling out a mango mille-crepe cake. "Talia made this. Want some?"I snapped photos of the papers and sent them to my lawyer. At his words, I glanced up. "I'm allergic to mangoes. We lived together for over ten years, and you never noticed?""I... I'm sorry." He looked flustered, then chucked the cake straight into the trash.Once my lawyer confirmed everything checked out, I looked at Hudson. "You're free now, right? Let's go finalize this."His head dropped. After a long pause, he muttered, "Okay."The drive was silent. When we pulled up in front of the lawyer's office, he finally spoke. "I need to say something. Bianca and I—""No need." I cut him off. "When she first came back, I was je
I continued, "Talia Shea, I've never believed in gods or fate. But six months ago, when I found out you had kidney failure, I prayed every single day. I begged the universe to take me instead, so you wouldn't have to suffer."And when I learned our kidneys matched, do you know how happy I was? Because it meant you could live."I would've given you my kidney without hesitation. Hell, I would've given my life for you!"I fell silent, bitterness clawing at my chest. "But you lied. You were never sick. You and Hudson set me up just so I'd donate my kidney to Bianca's son..."I just don't get it, Talia. What did I do to deserve this? Was it because I wasn't beautiful enough? Because I was overweight?"Did you hate me that much? Enough to betray me like this—for a total stranger?"I let out a hollow laugh. "Your father works hard, I know that. But haven't I also given my all to this family? I poured my heart into everything—your food, your clothes, your home."And yet, to you and your
A week in, and I had the company's workflow down cold.Closing my first big deal hit different—it wasn't just a win. It was proof that my life was finally mine to control. Not some fragile, fleeting sense of "family warmth," but real, solid fulfillment.One late night, after wrapping up overtime, my phone buzzed with an unknown number. Figuring it was a client, I answered—only to hear Hudson's voice."It's me. Don't hang up. Talia's condition got worse. She needs surgery. She's been crying, asking for you. Can you come?""...Wasn't it just a scratch? How does that turn into surgery?"His guilt was palpable. "I've been... busy with Bianca and Gabriel. I hired a caregiver, but since I wasn't around, the caregiver neglected her. Didn't change her bandages right, let the wound get wet... and, well, now this."A pause, then, softer—"She's been crying for your milk pudding. Can you—""No." I shut that down fast. "I'm not your maid. I don't owe her midnight snacks.""But she always us
"Luna, let me explain!" Hudson grabbed my arm, desperate. "I'm already looking for other ways to help Gabriel. I wasn't—"I didn't want to hear another word. If I listened any longer, I might throw up everything I ate yesterday.I kicked his leg, yanked my arm free, and bolted straight into the subway station.***The next day, I headed to the company. Since it was my first day, there wasn't much to do—just getting familiar with the workflow and meeting the team. By the end of the day, I had settled in well enough.That evening, as I got home, my landlord was waiting outside with a smile. "Ms. Lanford, I'm really sorry, but I can't rent this place to you anymore."I'm renovating it for my son's wedding. But don't worry! I have another place for you—same rent, same conditions!"I nodded. As long as the price stayed the same, I didn't care where I lived. Without much thought, I packed up my few belongings and left with him.But instead of another rental, he drove me straight into
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