My Parents Said I Was Finally Behaving After I Died
The heart that I had waited two years for was given to the fake heiress, Diane Bishop, by my husband.
The doctor said that I only had a week left to live. So, I decided to undergo cryonics.
I donated my body to Diane’s workshop.
The day I signed the donation papers, my son threw himself into my arms and exclaimed that I had finally made up with Diane.
My parents praised me for finally being a good sister to help out Diane.
My husband was pleased when he said that I had finally let go of the grudge and had become more understanding.
I chuckled. They were right, I had finally learned my lesson.
I would give Diane my identity as the heir of Bishop Corporation and fulfill everyone’s wishes.