All Chapters of She Healed Me to Harvest My Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Zoey Rivers' gaze landed on the phone in my hand. Her eyes widened in shock, and I caught a flash of unmistakable panic in them. But it lasted for no more than half a second before being replaced with sorrow and deep devotion.She bit her lip, making no move to snatch the phone away from me.Instead, she slowly walked over, kneeled in front of me, gently rested her head against my knee, and wrapped her arms around my waist.I could feel her body trembling. A warm tear soaked into the fabric around my knee."I'm sorry, Caleb… I'm so sorry. I just... I never had the courage to tell you." Zoey's voice was thick with emotion. "I was afraid… I was afraid you'd hate me for being Naomi's half-sister."I lowered my eyes to look at her, my heart colder than ice. It never would've occurred to me that the woman I'd been sharing a bed with was such a gifted actress. She could even turn on the waterworks at the drop of a hat."When I fell in love with you, I had no idea that you and Naomi… Na

Chapter 2

To make the whole act more convincing and dispel any lingering doubts I might have, Zoey arranged what she called a reconciliation.The meeting was held at a cafe Naomi and I had often frequented in the past. It was the place that housed countless memories from the three years we had dated. Those two women had truly thought of everything.When I arrived, they were both already there.Naomi was wearing the matching T-shirt we'd worn as a couple back then, layered beneath an oversized jacket. She had wasted away so much that I almost couldn't recognize her. Her complexion was sallow, her lips dry and cracked.Zoey sat beside her, thoughtfully pouring her a cup of warm water. It was a moving display of sisterly affection."You're here, Caleb." Zoey swiftly got up when she spotted me and even pulled out a chair for me.I sat down, my gaze settling calmly on Naomi. The instant I saw that face, I was reminded of the cold expression she'd worn eight years ago.Even after eight years, s

Chapter 3

Naomi and Zoey were stunned to hear my demands. I didn't ask for money. I just wanted them to hold a press conference."I want you to admit to all the reporters in this city that you're an ungrateful and despicable coward. I want you to bow in apology to me in front of the press."Naomi's expression hardened at once. "Don't you dare push it, Caleb! I already apologized to you just now, didn't I? I'm just trying to live! How can you rob me of my dignity like that?"She was a well-known young entrepreneur in the city. What she valued most was the fabricated public image she'd crafted for herself. Forcing her to publicly admit her own depravity would be worse than killing her.This was only the first step in my revenge plan. She needed to experience the humiliation I'd endured throughout these years.Meanwhile, Naomi slammed her hand on the table, shooting up from the chair. She'd dropped her pitiful act."I didn't know you were aware of the concept of dignity," I said while calmly

Chapter 4

Zoey organized the press conference in a ballroom at a luxury hotel.When I arrived, the venue was already packed with reporters. Rows of cameras were aimed at the stage, with the flashes going off from time to time.Naomi took a deep breath, picked up the microphone, and spoke in a dry, strained voice."Today, I invited everyone here to clarify and apologize for some past matters between myself and Mr. Caleb Jackson."She launched into a highly emotional account of how, years ago, she had fallen seriously ill and, fearing she would be a burden to me, made the painful decision to leave me. Only after prefacing with this did she apologize to me for abandoning me.However, her words subtly made me out to be a petty man who had agreed to save her life but was also trying to use that to strongarm her into fulfilling my demands.The crowd, who didn't know the truth, began to eye me with scrutiny.Even at a time like this, Naomi couldn't bear to forego her pride. This was the farthest

Chapter 5

The reporters surged toward the stage, their cameras flashing nonstop."Ms. Rivers! Are the chat logs real? Did you really pursue Mr. Jackson to trick him into donating his kidney to your sister?""Ms. Sutton! Eight years ago, you abandoned the man who became disabled because of you, and now, you've teamed up with your sister to stage this performance. Do you have a conscience at all?""How can you two sleep at night after everything you've done?"Questions flew from every direction as the press scrambled for the juiciest scoop.Naomi's sallow face had turned completely ashen. She pointed at me, her lips trembling violently, but no words came out. Her body swayed, and she fell backward."Naomi!" Zoey screamed and tried to rush forward, but she was immediately surrounded by a wall of microphones and cameras.With a twisted expression, she shrieked, "It's all lies! Everything's fake! Caleb, you despicable man! You're going to hell for this!"Her curses were drowned out by even mo

Chapter 6

I chose to settle down in a small country with temperate weather. No one here knew me or was aware of my past.I gave myself a new name—Luke, which meant giver of light. I hoped to be free of the shadows of the past and live a life filled with light.The first thing I did was use the money I had to seek out the best medical treatments in the world. I contacted a top-tier prosthetics research institute and had a state-of-the-art intelligent bionic limb custom-made for me.When the doctor fitted that cold but powerful prosthesis onto my body, for the first time in eight years, I experienced what it felt like to have two feet firmly planted on the ground again.I took a step, then another, until the stiff motion evolved into smooth pacing.During my time at the rehabilitation center, I gradually went from being able to walk to being able to run. Eventually, I could move so naturally that I didn't seem any different from other people with two functioning legs.I was drenched in sweat

Chapter 7

I closed the articles and focused entirely on my new life. I began to look at my physical loss from a different angle. The artificial eye that I couldn't see with was no longer a mark of shame.I impulsively decided to use my artificial eye as a tiny canvas, painting on it to turn it into a unique piece of art. The themes were fairly varied. I painted cosmic universes, cyberpunk gears, and even miniature landscapes.I started a social media account called "UniverseInAnEye" and began sharing my work and daily life.The first video I uploaded showed me calmly removing my artificial eye and revealing the hollow socket beneath. Then, I slowly used brushes and modeling tools to turn it into a mechanical eye sculpture.I didn't expect the video to go viral overnight. Countless messages flooded my inbox."You're such an icon, dude. I've been feeling insecure because of the scar on my leg all these years. Thank you for the courage you've given me.""This is insane! You didn't lose an eye

Chapter 8

It was a winter afternoon, with light snow drifting through the air.I'd founded Cosmic Haven, a welfare center that provided psychological support and art education to disabled children. The center was currently having a small exhibition, and the walls were covered with the children's creative artworks.Some of the children had lost arms, while some were in wheelchairs. Yet every face was filled with genuine joy.I was crouched down, adjusting the hat of a young boy with a prosthetic limb. That was when a commotion broke out at the entrance. I turned to look and saw a woman in a worn-out coat being held back by security.Her hair was greasy, and her face was gaunt. She looked unhealthily thin, and her eyes were clouded. All in all, she looked rather pathetic.But her eyes lit up when she saw me, and she charged desperately at me as if I were her lifeline."Caleb! It's me, Caleb!"The security guards failed to stop her. She stumbled right up to me, and a sour, rotting odor hit m

Chapter 9

Zoey never showed up again, and my life resumed its peace. But two weeks later, a few police officers showed up at the welfare center.They showed me their identification, their expressions serious as they asked, "Are you Caleb Jackson?""That's me.""We would like to ask you some questions. A few days ago, the frozen body of a female was discovered in a park in the city center."The officer showed me a photo, and the gaunt woman in tattered clothing was indeed Zoey. She was curled up on a park bench, covered with several sheets of newspaper—and it was obvious that she'd stopped breathing."Based on the identification documents we found on her, we confirmed that she was a tourist from Canvelia. We also found her clutching this tightly."Another police officer took out an evidence bag. Inside it was a worn photo, slightly blurred from water damage.It was a photo of me, one taken by the sea just after I'd received my new prosthetic limb. I was wearing a white shirt and staring ou

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