When Queenie Jorian, the mother of my son, Leroy Pattinson, held a kitchen knife to the little boy's neck, my mind went blank. I never imagined Francis Show being more important than even our son to her."Niels Pattinson, are you going to donate your kidney or not? If you don't, I'll finish off your son with this knife, then take myself out after," Queenie threatened, holding Leroy as she stood at my bedside, her eyes full of cold determination."Dad, I'm scared. Mom, please don't hold the knife. I'm scared…"Dad, save me!"Our five-year-old son was sobbing uncontrollably."Queenie, do you have any conscience at all? I'm paralyzed because I was hit by a car while trying to save you. And now, you want me to give my kidney to that guy friend of yours? Can't he just wait for some other donor with a compatible kidney?"Queenie's expression was icy. The knife she pressed against Leroy's neck left a faint red line. "He can't. Francis is in the late stages of kidney failure. What am I
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