I Gave Them My Kidneys They Gave Me Hatred Mga Nobela at Kwento

All I felt was hatred. Justus—the third son in the Eternity Pack. Known as a medical prodigy. Flawless ethics, flawless skills. Humble, hardworking. Everyone who knew him praised him endlessly. But the truth? In my previous life, he coldly watched as I was tortured by other members of the Eternity Pack. Later, against my will, he personally performed surgery to transplant my kidney into his younger brother Jarvis— the frail one who could only survive with a blood relative’s kidney.

Bright red blood gushed from the wound as he collapsed to the ground, his face drained of all color. He looked up at me, pain flickering in his eyes. “Megan… I know you’ll never forgive me. “So I’m giving back everything I owe you. You saved my life by donating your kidney back then. Now I’m returning it to you. “I’m begging you, just show me some sympathy, even a little. Give me one last chance, please? “Ever since I remembered what I did to you, I haven’t had a single moment of peace. How could I have hurt someone who loved me so much?

“Adị m mma ugbu a. ekele diri Chukwu na Femi onye nyere m akụrụ ya. Achọghị m inye gị nsogbu… (I am now okay. thanks to God and Femi who donated his kidney to me. I didn’t want to bother you with…)” “kwụsị kwụsị kwụsị asịkwala otú ahụ. nke a bụ ọnọdụ ndụ na ọnwụ ị na-ekwesịghịdị izonarị m ụdị ahụ. ọ bụghị ịba. akụrụ akụrụ abụghị egwuregwu. (stop stop stop don’t even say that. this is a life and death situation you’re not even supposed to hide such from me. it’s not malaria. kidney failure is not a joke..)” her mother said. “Good evening Ma.” I said to her and she looked at me.

Unfortunately for him, I had returned with my memories intact and a system. In my previous life, everything Gideon did was to earn rewards from the system. But this time, the system was mine, and he had no idea. This time, I would make him pay for all he'd done. When he saw the cold look in my eyes, a shiver ran down his spine. He pointed at me. "What's the big deal? It's just a kidney. Just give it up. Don't you have any compassion? He's so pitiful, and we have two healthy kidneys. Doesn't that seem a bit unfair?"

She marched up, photo clutched tight, eyes locked on him like a storm closing in. "She's right here. Isn't this who you came for? You and Ivanna—sick match made in hell. Same day, both healed. Noemi—God, that idiot—gave up her kidney, her freaking corneas, just so you could both play happy ending. That's what you wanted, right?" Her voice shook, hands clenching the frame like it was holding her together. Daniel winced. "A kidney doesn't kill someone..." She didn't blink. But she saw it. Not confusion. Guilt.

Even unconscious, he looked powerful, untouchable. I fell for him that day. Foolish, I know. But I did. I fell in love with him immediately The insemination worked, and I became pregnant. And with the baby growing inside me, my love for Liam grew too. I started to dream of a real family, of a husband who would one day look at me with love, of a child who would never know loneliness like I did. And when I found out I was a match… I didn’t hesitate. I gave him my kidney. Willingly. Even when the doctors warned me, Even when I knew the risk.

I coldly asked Serene, "Did you ever love me?" She was stunned. Instead of answering me, she replied with a question of her own. "If I didn't love you, why would I share the same bed with you for eight years? You're a grown man, Joseph. Stop being so fussy. "I've ordered artificial kidneys for you. The doctor said that if the operation goes well, you can live longer. Come with me." Disappointment shone in my eyes. "What if it fails? I'll die right away, right? Serene, spare me. I only want to regain my freedom before I die."

I had been skeptical since I got to the hospital. All I wanted was Brian returning to the villa to continue his madness; I abandoned myself to thinking about his flaws and how important even his shouting and violence were to me now. My mother had been a victim of kidney failure and I won’t forget how I often battled with thoughts of losing her in those stormy moments. When Opula, Kate and their husbands came out of the doctor’s office, looking blank and drawn, I thought they weren’t eligible to donate him a kidney. Nevertheless, on the contrary, I could say it to their faces that they were eligible but denied Brian their kidney.

When I refused, they disappointedly called me selfish, saying I did not care about my sister. They told me to leave the house and told me to reflect on myself. What they never knew was that five years ago, I had already donated one of my kidneys. Back then, Dad's kidneys had failed, and he desperately needed a transplant. I secretly went for testing and donated my kidney without telling anyone. To keep him from feeling guilty, I hid the truth from the whole family. During that month of recovery, I disappeared while Natalie stayed by his hospital bed. From that moment on, I became the evil, selfish daughter in my parents' eyes.

To others, though, it looked like I had lunged at Nathan out of sheer rage. Whitney reacted swiftly. She pulled Nathan away and kicked the back of my knee. I plunged to the ground, frowning as an agonizing pain twisted in my back. I only had one kidney. The other one was inside Whitney. Back then, when her kidneys failed, I didn't hesitate a second to donate mine to save her life. I never imagined that betrayal and ingratitude were what I would get in return. Now, I felt a dull, lingering pain at the old incision site. The pain spread inward, squeezing my heart. My body began shaking uncontrollably. I braced a hand against my lower back as cold sweat trickled down my forehead.