บททั้งหมดของ Took My Kidney for His Love: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

I always knew that Cecilia was special to Maddox. I was nothing more than her stand-in. After three years of holding onto Maddox, it was only right that I returned him to her.Maddox had lost his mind when Cecilia left the country. He desperately went searching for women who resembled her.I was the one who looked most like Cecilia, as well as the most obedient and the most understanding. After countless days and nights of unwavering devotion, Maddox reluctantly chose me to be his wife.I overheard him talking to his friends on the eve of our wedding. He said, "If I can't marry Cecilia, then it doesn't matter who I marry."At that moment, I was standing right outside the door, but I did not even have the right to be upset.I loved Maddox so much that I lost myself. The idea of him not loving me was painful, but the thought of losing him was unbearable.Yet, Cecilia called him on our wedding day, and Maddox walked out without hesitation, leaving me alone in the grand wedding hall,

Maddox, who was always busy with work, did something unheard of—he spent the entire afternoon with Cecilia. He even ignored every call that came in.Only Cecilia could receive this kind of treatment. When we went out for our anniversary, he could not even sit long enough to warm the seat before taking a call and leaving without a word.I supposed the favored always acted with impunity.Maddox kept finding ways to make Cecilia laugh. The man who was always silent and indifferent around me suddenly became a chatterbox.As the sky darkened, his patience started wearing thin. He kept glancing at his watch over and over.By the time night had completely fallen and I still had not appeared, Maddox lost his temper.He called me repeatedly, but no one answered. Frustrated, he sent a furious voice message."Rhea, you've truly gotten bold, haven't you? How hard is it to do something so simple? Cece is in the hospital because of you—you cannot just walk away from this!"Don't forget whose

Maddox did not leave. Instead, he stayed outside my mother's operating room, pacing anxiously.As time ticked by, he rubbed his sweaty palms together.I waited as well, but I kept my distance. Being anywhere near Maddox now made the air feel suffocating.It was not until the early hours of the next morning that my mother was finally wheeled out. Maddox immediately got up and rushed forward.She was still unconscious."How's my mom?"It was the first time I had ever heard Maddox call her "mom". After all, he had always looked down on my family.I was raised by a single mother who had little education. She took on odd jobs, even collected scrap materials, just to support me.We never had much, but she always respected my dreams. She knew I loved to paint, and no matter how hard life was, she was determined to send me to art school. She would have sold everything she owned if it meant giving me that chance.That was how I met Maddox.I used to set up a small stand on the street,

After the boy's mother finished telling Maddox everything, she turned toward my tombstone and gave it a nod."I'm so sorry, Ms. Simpson. I was in such a rush to get my son to the hospital that I never got to thank you. Later, when I tried to find you, you were gone."I never expected you to have passed away… Why is it that good people never seem to live long?"Maddox stood frozen in place. He took two steps back, saying nothing before turning and driving away.I remained at my own grave for a long time. I could not feel the wind or the rain, only a strange, quiet calm.Even as the truth began to unravel, I did not feel any relief. Only irony.If Maddox had believed me from the start, the truth would not have needed to come from strangers. This was the man I had loved for so many years.My soul drifted back to Maddox's side once more.I could not move on—not until I saw with my own eyes what happened to the man who had killed me.Maddox was storming into Cecilia's apartment. Or