Xavier's expression hardened instantly. Before he could say a word, Tobias cut in with a mocking laugh."Am I hearing this right?" He sneered. "Mom, aren't you a little too old to be pulling stunts like this? Dramatically demanding a divorce? Don't you think it's embarrassing? You're practically at death's door!"And just so we're clear. If it comes to that, I'm on Dad's side. Don't count on me being there for your final hour."Xavier's gaze flickered, his expression giving nothing away as he added, "Divorce is fine, but you'll have to donate your kidney to Queenie first."The absurdity of his demand sent a chill down my spine. "Xavier, my body can't handle a kidney transplant! If you don't believe me, go ask any hospital. No doctor would risk an operation doomed to fail. It's their career at stake!"A surge of defiance rose within me, and I fixed my bloodshot eyes on him. "If you can actually find a surgeon willing to do this, then fine! I'll go through with it!" I declared, en
A palpable tension filled the operating room, and at that moment, no one dared to speak."What the hell is going on?" Xavier growled. "Have you all been bought off by her, too? Are you still lying to me?"With trembling hands, he searched my body again and again. Yet, no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find the other kidney."It's not here. It really isn't…" His voice cracked, suddenly hoarse. "How is this possible?"Despair overwhelmed Xavier. In the end, he had no choice but to face the truth. I genuinely had only one kidney.Leaning back against the wall, he weakly muttered, "How could she possibly have only one kidney?"Meanwhile, no one else dared to take my kidney. After all, that would be murder.The medical team ignored Xavier and hurriedly began to suture me up, their expressions grim. As soon as they finished closing my abdomen, Holly scolded, "Dr. Larson, you've almost gotten us into serious trouble this time!""Exactly! If word gets out, our careers will be
I had countless nightmares, but in the end, it was Tobias' voice that pulled me back.When I opened my eyes, he was sitting at my bedside. He jumped up immediately, exclaiming, "Mom, you're finally awake!"Then, he dashed out of the ward to get Xavier. In no time, the room was filled with people, buzzing and crowded.I stared at everyone blankly, then slowly spoke up, "I'm still alive, huh?"The instant those words left my mouth, Xavier's face fell, and Tobias' expression turned cold. "Mom, must you say things like that to hurt us? Once we found out you only had one kidney, we didn't go through with the transplant, did we?"Xavier stepped forward, held my hand, and muttered, "Alright. Let's leave this in the past."But I simply yanked my hand away before slowly closing my eyes. "Who says it's over?"Keeping my voice steady, I enunciated each word deliberately, "Xavier Larson, ask yourself honestly. Did you let me live out of mercy, or did you just realize that taking my kidney
A month had passed since I last saw Xavier. I had signed up for a senior travel group and packed my suitcase, eager to explore the beauty of the country.However, as soon as I opened the door of my apartment, there stood Xavier.He had lost quite a bit of weight. His sunken cheeks made him look almost skeletal. His normally upright posture drooped, and dark circles shadowed his bloodshot eyes.When he saw me, his expression shifted sharply."Harper!" he called out. "Are you… going somewhere?""Yes, I'm going on a trip," I replied flatly. "At my age, I've never even seen the wonders of Cranur, so I thought I'd take this chance to enjoy myself."A complex look flashed in Xavier's eyes. He stared at me, but I treated him like he weren't there, dragging my suitcase and pushing past him.Suddenly, he grabbed my arm. "Can you go next time?"I paused as he struggled to speak, each word seeming to weigh him down. "Harper, I really need you right now."…It was then that I learned a
After venturing into the remote countryside, my phone completely lost service. Thus, I decided to put everything aside and embrace the freedom to enjoy myself.It wasn't until I found a spot with signal that I was bombarded with nearly a hundred messages and missed calls, all from my son.Tobias wrote, "Mom, please come home once you've had your fill of fun. We really need you here!"Tobias: "Regina is throwing a fit about wanting a divorce, and I can't handle all the mess at home. Poppy needs someone to drop her off and pick her up from school. When are you coming back?"Tobias: "No one is cleaning up at home, and the trash is starting to attract flies! Are you ever coming home?"Tobias: "If you don't come back soon, I'm done being your son!"Noticing the escalating anger in his messages, I couldn't help but smile coldly before I texted back, "Who are you?"After sending that message, I promptly blocked him.Later, I received a long text from Regina. She said I was her role mo
It wasn't until I saw the donor compatibility report that everything finally made sense.That day, the whole family brought me to the hospital for a checkup. However, it wasn't about me at all. It was about donating a kidney to Queenie Sanders, Xavier Larson's first love.What a joke! For over a decade, I had gone to these checkups alone. And now, when someone finally accompanied me, it had nothing to do with my health.I couldn't believe I had actually felt touched for a moment.Impatience was etched all over my son's, Tobias Larson's, face. Tobias shoved me hard, snapping, "Why are you wasting time talking to her? My mom's always so dramatic! We're at the hospital already. Are you really worried she won't go through with the donor compatibility test? We're practically at the door!"My body slammed against the wall, a sharp pain shooting through my elbow. It was probably a fracture. After all, aging had made my bones fragile.A nurse quickly steadied me, looking somewhat sur
I had donated my kidney over a decade ago.At that time, both my husband, Xavier, and I were preparing for retirement. He had a shot at a promotion, but his competitor was no slouch.I discovered unexpectedly that our boss favored Xavier's rival. So, when I returned home to find him burning the midnight oil for the promotion, my heart ached for him. He was surviving on just a few hours of sleep each night.Then, a twist of fate struck. I received a call from the medical research department.They reminded me that I had signed an organ donation consent form years earlier. If I were willing to donate a kidney, it would significantly contribute to medical research.On top of that, the hospital's promotion guidelines stated that those who made substantial contributions to research would be prioritized. Hence, for Xavier's career advancement, I stepped into the operating room.From that moment on, I lost a kidney.In the years that followed, no one ever noticed its absence. During my
In the old house where I hadn't lived for years, I finally unearthed the organ donation consent form. Ignoring the pain in my arm, I rushed to the hospital where Queenie was admitted.…I pushed open the door to the ward and was greeted by laughter. My granddaughter, Poppy Larson, lay on the bed, giggling. "Ms. Sanders, you're so pretty! I hope I can look like you when I'm your age!" she exclaimed. "You're nothing like my grandma. Her face is so wrinkly!"Laughter erupted in the room at her comment, while I stood awkwardly in the doorway, unsure whether to enter or leave.My daughter-in-law, Regina Torres, noticed me first. Her expression shifted slightly before she said, "Mom, don't take it personally. Kids just blurt things out without thinking."I had barely stepped inside when Xavier's icy voice sliced through the air. "What are you doing here?"Takeout boxes cluttered the nearby table, a silent testament to their meal choice.Tobias scoffed. "Mom, you really think too m