Chapter 3

I was bleeding heavily at the scene of a car accident. There was blood everywhere, bright and scarlet.

Joseph and Helly arrived just in time. They called for an ambulance and followed it all the way to the hospital.

During the emergency treatment, the hospital's blood bank ran low. There was no time to ask for a transfer from another blood bank.

Helly rolled up her sleeves without hesitation. "Take mine."

"The patient has RH-negative blood, and it's a rare blood type. You'll need to take a test to confirm your blood type."

"No need! I know I'm RH-negative. Use mine!" In the end, Helly still had to be tested at the doctor's insistence.

On the operating table, Helly had given so much blood that her face was ghostly pale, her lips turning purple. Eventually, she collapsed from exhaustion.

When I woke up, Joseph was at my bedside, his eyes full of worry. "You're finally awake. Do you know how much you owe Helly for saving you this time? You lost a lot of blood, and the hospital ran out of blood mid-treatment. If it weren't for Helly, you wouldn't have survived! I've always told you that Helly is a good person. She watched our daughter until she got sick, and you still treated her terribly. She even bought you all kinds of supplements."

I glanced at the table and swept all the supplements to the floor without a second thought. Bottles shattered everywhere. "This cheap stuff? You think I'm a fool? Please, if she really has the money, then she should have bought me something better. I'm going to have a word with her."

With that, I stormed into Helly's hospital ward. Helly lay weakly on the hospital bed. I slapped her awake, grabbed her ear, and said, "Giving me blood was the least you could do. Who told you to pretend to be so nice all the time? And your hospital room is way too expensive! Aren't we supposed to be friends? Friends are supposed to help each other!

"Staying in a room like this is a waste of money. Save the money to buy my daughter the best formula and diapers!"

Then, I dragged Helly up by the ear, off her bed, and ordered her to go home and look after my daughter.

Helly held my daughter in one arm while sweeping the floor with the other. She could barely stand and pleaded through tears, "Quin, I just donated blood to you, and I feel very awful. Can you let me rest a bit?"

I sneered. "It's just a little blood. You're not going to die, so quit whining and clean up! If you rest, who's going to take care of my daughter?"

With that, I tossed a handful of pumpkin seed shells onto the floor with a wave of my hand and pointed at her. "Clean this up! And be careful while you're working. Don't you dare drop my daughter. She's precious!"

As soon as Helly finished sweeping, I spat out another mouthful of shells. Helly looked at me, her expression one of pity.

I sneered, grabbed a used diaper from the trash, and pressed it onto her face. "Stop with the act! Hurry up and clean! I'll beat you if you don't work faster, you worthless trash."

The moment this segment of memory finished playing, the entire courtroom erupted in outrage.

[My! This woman is pure evil! She still made Helly take care of her daughter after Helly saved her life!]

[Does she have any normal human decency at all?]

[My blood pressure is through the roof! Helly helped them so much when they were at their lowest, and this is how she repays her?!]

[Darn it! I'm definitely voting her guilty! She needs to learn what ingratitude will cost her!]

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For a moment, the comments and spectators went wild as the screen was flooded with angry remarks.

I took off my shoe and hurled it at the spectators off the platform, spitting at their faces.

"Shut up! What do you bunch of shameless nobodies know? It's her good luck that I even allow her to work for me at all! Not only is she not grateful, but she even set me up for trial? You're all just like Helly, if you ask me—desperate to steal someone else's spouse! That's right… Only homewreckers will defend other homewreckers! All of you are so pathetic!"

The anger among the spectators intensified, and some were on the verge of rushing up to me and hitting me.

Just then, the third segment of memories began to play.