After I Die, My Ex-Husband Wants My Bone Marrow to Save His Moonlight

The day I died happened to be Jiang Yichen’s birthday.

He was celebrating at a hotel with his new flame, Lin Wanwan, and her cousin, Bai Wei, while I lay on an operating table donating a kidney to his first love.

With terminal stomach cancer, I took my last breath before the anesthetic wore off.

My spirit floated above as I watched him rush into the morgue and roar, clutching my body, “Shen Yuyan, what game are you playing now?”

Then the doctor handed him my death certificate and pregnancy report.

He tore the report to shreds like a madman, then picked up the cufflink I’d clutched for three years. I had torn it from his shirt on the night we broke up.

“Yuyan…” He knelt on the cold floor, pressing his forehead to my lifeless face. “Come back. I’ll give you your kidney…”