All Chapters of Used and Discarded for Her Angel: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Where did you get that death certificate? Under some shady overpass?"My mother, Agatha Carper, pointed a finger right in the head nurse's face and started berating her. The reporters practically shoved their cameras into the nurse's face.But the nurse didn't back down an inch. She looked coldly at the impeccably dressed woman standing before her. "Mrs. Lowe, this is an official certificate issued by the city. It bears the official government seal."If you don't believe me, you're welcome to call them right now and verify the certificate number."Agatha's red-polished finger froze in midair. Then she let out a deeply contemptuous laugh."That brat sure has some nerve. She'd go as far as playing dead just to get out of donating blood to her sister. How much did she pay you to help her put on this little act?"The reporters instantly caught the story's explosive angle and clicked their shutters even more frantically."Mrs. Lowe, does your biological daughter often resort to such

Time flew by, minute after minute. The clock on the wall kept ticking. The sky had darkened outside.Jonah's phone sat untouched on the coffee table. His usually composed expression had begun to show a trace of barely concealed impatience.He picked up the coffee and took a sip, but his frown only deepened. The coffee had gone cold.Normally, by this time, I would've already replaced it with a warm latte. He remembered that I hated the bitter taste of coffee, yet he had grown used to the warmth I placed beside him at the same time every day.Zack paced back and forth around the room. "It's already 8:00 pm. How has Julia still not made a move? She couldn't have actually run off to some godforsaken backwater to hide, could she?"Agatha sat beside the bed, massaging Bonnie's calves. She let out a cold laugh."Someone who's been used to a life of luxury could never handle going back to living in some backwater. She's probably been taken in by some shady man."I swear, those bad habi

Jonah stood frozen in place. His eyes were locked on the shirt covered in dried blood. Not a single noise around him made it into his ears.The scavenger's trembling voice echoed through the cramped metal shack."Medical waste dumpster… I found the card."Those words kept repeating in Jonah's mind, scraping at his nerves.Agatha covered her nose and backed out of the room in aversion."This is disgusting! Julia would stoop to anything just to hide from us, wouldn't she? She probably splashed some chicken blood on the shirt and tossed it in the trash, thinking she could fool us."She's been pulling these fake-death stunts since she was a kid for fun!"Zack sneered. He nudged the black supplementary card off the ground with the tip of his shoe."No wonder she threw the card away. She's determined to drag this out. Fine. Let's see how long she can survive out there without a penny to her name."Jonah was silent. He slowly stepped forward, ignoring the filth on the floor. He then

At the forensic center of the police headquarters, the cold white lights cast an eerie glow over the stainless-steel autopsy table. The morgue was freezing.Agatha was half-carried inside by two female officers. Her legs were so weak that she could barely stand on her own. Zack followed behind, his face pale and his lips trembling uncontrollably.Jonah came in last. He still wore the same designer custom suit. Only now, his once perfectly straight tie hung slightly askew.His eyes were fixed on the black body bag lying on the table in the middle of the room. He stared at the thick plastic sheeting, unable to look away.The forensic pathologist stood beside the table, his expression impassive. "Is the deceased's family all here?"Jonah said nothing. He simply nodded stiffly.The forensic pathologist reached out and grabbed the body bag's zipper. The harsh sound echoed through the empty room.As the black plastic was slowly pulled open, a skeletal body was exposed to the cold air.

After identifying my body, Jonah wandered around like a lost soul. He didn't return to the office or return to the hospital to see Bonnie. Instead, he went to the home he and I once shared.It was a sprawling luxury apartment in the heart of the city, furnished with obscene extravagance.Jonah opened the door. The apartment was terrifyingly quiet. He headed straight into the master bedroom and started tearing through everything.He searched every cabinet and drawer, desperately trying to find some trace that I had ever existed in that enormous home. After searching every corner, he realized I barely had anything around.The walk-in closet was packed with the season's limited-edition designer clothes. They were all things he had bought for Bonnie because she said she liked this closet.Meanwhile, my clothes consisted of only a few faded workout clothes, crammed into a corner.The vanity was covered with expensive skincare products. Those were Bonnie's, too. My one little bottle of