My daughter was in the final stages of leukemia, and I was a successful bone marrow match. I begged my wife, Jiang Wanyu, to cover the surgery costs upfront.
She coldly refused, then turned around and threw a birthday party for her old flame, spending a fortune.
I sold the only keepsake my mother had left me to scrape together the money for the surgery.
But my daughter still didn't make it off the operating table.
After waking from the anesthesia, I accidentally overheard Jiang Wanyu talking with the doctor.
"Miss Jiang, you secretly took the bone marrow he donated for Yiyi and transplanted it into Lu Chenyu's younger brother. Aren't you afraid your husband will find out one day?"
"What is there to be afraid of? Yiyi was never going to live much longer. At least this way, we can save someone else."
"You really don't regret it?"
"Regret it? The only person I've ever wronged in my life is Chenyu. Si Chenyu, he got what he deserved!"
