LOGINMy wife's first love fell seriously ill. To save him, she gave away the kidney donor that was meant for me. Afraid I would cause a scene at the hospital, she locked me inside our home. Day after day, she stayed by his bedside, cooking for him, caring for him, never leaving his side. All she left for me was a box of stale biscuits… and expired milk. A month later, she finally opened the door. "Have you thought it through?" I looked at her, pale and desperate. "If I don't get that transplant, I'll die." "Why are you talking about dying?" she snapped. "You've endured this for so long already. A little more pain won't kill you. Are you trying to scare me?" "But Vincent is different. He's never been able to handle pain. Can't you be more understanding?" "Understand…" I nodded stiffly. Then, I walked out, without looking back. Only for her to be stabbed multiple times… yet still refuse to let go of my hand!
View MoreI wanted every cent of my parents' money back–every cent that had gone to Vincent Ward, returned to me in full.Not just that. I wanted him to bleed for it.The day I put the marital home up for sale, Diana rushed back from her parents’ place."Nathan, I picked out everything in this apartment. You're really going to sell it?"I ignored her and kept talking to the realtor beside me.Diana suddenly rushed over and tore the contract from the realtor’s hands. "The apartment’s not for sale! It’s not for sale! Get out!"I gave the realtor a brief look. "We’ll follow up by phone."After the realtor left, Diana stood there, staring at me in disbelief, tears streaming down her face."Nathan… are you serious?""I told you–there’s nothing between me and Vincent! The one I love is you!"I looked at her, almost amused. "Love me?""Diana, the person you love most has always been yourself."I called security and had her escorted out.Then I dragged my suitcase to the car Uncle Gordon ha
Vincent's face was contorted with fury. He got to his feet and pointed straight at me."It was them! This was a setup! They promised to cover my termination penalty, and promised to get me a manager position at Ryan Corp! And now he's standing there telling me he never said any of it!"Elliot adjusted his glasses and held up his phone, along with a folder of documentation he had prepared well in advance."Mr. Ward did approach me. I declined each time on the grounds that it wasn't appropriate. I never accepted any payment from him, not a single transaction."I watched Vincent lunge toward the evidence, read it, and then go completely to pieces.Everything had been arranged precisely.Elliot–meticulous, unshakeable Elliot–had never made a single written commitment to Vincent. Not one message, not one confirmation.Vincent, on the other hand, had said more than enough. During some of his lowest moments, spiraling toward panic, he had let slip phrases that amounted to soliciting a
"Have you already forgotten what I told you? Nathan doesn't have the guts to actually go through with it."Diana pressed her lips together. "He seemed pretty serious to me.""That's exactly what he wants you to think. He's using this to keep you in line. Even if you do file the papers, give it three days. He'll be on his knees begging you to take him back.""Vincent, you're so good to me. Even after I turned you down, you're still putting me first. Don't worry, I'll take care of this.""You're too kind, Diana. It's my cousin's fault that Nathan's treatment was delayed. The fact that you're not blaming me is already more than I could ask for.""How could I blame you? That's on Nathan. He's the one who didn't explain how serious it was. He didn't take it seriously himself, so how can we be blamed? Honestly, if he'd planned ahead and prepared two kidney donors, none of this would have happened. He's caused enough trouble. He deserves to be punished with a divorce."...I turned and
Diana’s eyes were fixed on me, sharp and intent–like she had caught the scent of prey."I told you before.""No, you didn’t. I would have remembered something like that." There was absolute certainty in her voice.I had told her. But not about Elliot.What I told her about was Uncle Gordon.Back then, Uncle Gordon had come to me with an offer, a position at his company. I had turned him down. I did not want to rely on my parents’ connections to get in through the back door.I told Diana about it, but she hadn’t been paying attention."Hey, are you even listening to me?"She looked annoyed and brushed my hand off hers."I heard you, I heard you! Isn’t it just your parents again? They’ve been dead for years. Why do you keep bringing it up? It’s annoying."My parents were both police officers. They died in the line of duty.Uncle Gordon had been kidnapped. My parents were part of the team that rescued him. Later, the criminals’ associates took revenge.The car accident… was no


















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