I Died, They Went Crazy
The night before my wedding, my mom got into a car accident—she needed a blood transfusion, fast.
Her blood type was rare. Mine matched. I was pregnant, but I didn't think twice. I donated.
While I was bleeding out, losing my baby, my fiancé, Joffrey Habsburg, and his brother—my so-called childhood friend—Mateo, were busy holding Nancy's hand during her cosmetic surgery.
I begged Joffrey to save my mom. Only then did he bother to pick up a scalpel.
When it was over, he said, "Surgery failed. She's gone."
Two days later, I overheard Nancy purring through the door, wrapped around the Habsburg brothers.
"Mateo really is a racer—he hit that old hag dead on. And Joffrey? You were amazing too, making sure she didn't survive the surgery. Thanks to you both, I got Lori's blood for my operation."
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