Chapter 3

The huge noise startled everyone. When Sophia saw Ryan lying on the ground covered in blood, her face darkened to the extreme.

"Jack Foster! You're asking for death!"

She helped Ryan up and hurriedly pushed open the door to leave.

The party ended unhappily. I was also taken to the hospital by the bodyguards.

I heard that Ryan had lost a lot of blood, and coincidentally my blood type matched his. So Sophia ordered me to donate blood without hesitation.

Blood donation requires a simple physical examination, where past surgeries and medical history would be revealed. I couldn't let Sophia know at this point that I had donated a kidney to her.

Thinking of this, I immediately put on an act of being mean: "I won't donate. My blood type isn't rare, why does it have to be me?"

Sophia took out a thick wad of cash from her pocket and threw it hard at my face.

"Isn't money what you love? How much do you want? I'll give you as much as you want. Will you donate now?!"

I looked at her with a numb expression as she threw wad after wad of cash at my face. It felt like a knife was cutting deep into my heart.

After she had thrown six or seven wads in disgust, I finally crouched down to pick up the scattered bills one by one. I forced a smile and looked at her.

"Why didn't you give it earlier? Such a waste of time."

With that, I walked straight to the blood donation room.

After the examination, the doctor looked at the report in his hand and shook his head.

"This gentleman has had surgery before and is missing a kidney. He has a history of major blood loss. Blood donation is not recommended."

Sophia's brows immediately furrowed into a frown: "What do you mean missing a kidney?"

Before I could speak, Sophia coldly said: "What, for my money, are you going to make up some lie about how you donated the kidney to me back then?"

My heart ached sharply. I forced a smile and nodded.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to see through it."

Her face darkened to the extreme. She grabbed the doctor's collar and said through gritted teeth: "I don't care how much money Jack gave you to lie, I'll give you double."

"Draw as much blood from me as Ryan needs."

The huge needle pierced into my vein, making me tremble involuntarily.

As the blood drained drop by drop, my body grew colder and colder.

The world in front of me started to blur. I don't know how many vials of blood were drawn before I finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

When I woke up, it was already dark. There was a rice cake I loved to eat on the bedside table.

In the past, whenever I wasn't feeling well, Sophia would brave wind and rain to buy this for me, no matter where she was, to cheer me up.

She said she was poor now and could only afford to buy me these things, but in the future she would definitely give me the best.

Thinking of how she used to hold me and comfort me so gently, my heart started to throb painfully, aching to the point of suffocation.

I took the rice cake from the table and mechanically put it in my mouth, swallowing it bite by bite.

When I went out, I happened to see Ryan in the next hospital room, leaning against the bed and acting coquettishly towards Sophia.

"Sophia, it's too hot."

Sophia gently blew on it to cool it down, then brought it to my mouth again.

I took a bite and pouted: "It's not sweet enough."

Sophia didn't get impatient. She just smiled and took out a piece of candy from her pocket, unwrapped it, and fed it into my mouth.

I blinked and said again: "It's still not sweet enough."

This time, Sophia put down the bowl in her hand and directly cupped my face, kissing me tenderly.

A moment later, the two separated. Ryan hugged her in his arms, his tone affectionate.

"Sophia, don't love Jack anymore. Love me, okay?"

Her gaze happened to meet mine at the door.

There was a moment of silence in the air. She looked at me, her eyes cold.

"I don't love him anymore. I never will again."

I said nothing, just pulled my lips into a sad smile, then turned and left.