karya tere liye

I become paralyzed after trying to save my wife. Seven years later, she holds a knife to our young son's neck and forces me to donate my kidney to her male best friend. She says I'm worthless now that I'm already paralyzed—what does it matter whether or not I have my kidneys? What she doesn't know is that I already lost a kidney many years ago when trying to save her. Now, she's taking away the only one I have left!

I went abroad for a year to further my studies and kept in touch with my girlfriend through video calls every day. One day, I saw her first love posted a photo with a caption: [We are finally back together after ten years!] In the photo, my girlfriend was visibly pregnant, holding the arm of the man next to her with a sweet smile.

"Vanessa Moore, meeting you is the best thing that has ever happened to me," he paused then continued, "Marry me and I will help you take revenge on everyone that wronged you." Is it worth it to marry a man you know nothing about just because he helped you when you had no one to turn to? If she agrees to marry him, will love blossom between them? Will they be able to maneuver though the forces that are trying to break them apart?