Born As Kidney Donor For My Sister

After dinner, he said he needed to return to the office to handle a file, and thoughtfully arranged a ride for me.

Perhaps even he didn’t realize how anxious he appeared, as he kept glancing at his watch throughout the meal.

After sending me off, he immediately hopped into a taxi, and I quickly changed to another one.

Eventually, I followed him to his destination- the Grand Theater in California.

Outside, I saw a large billboard with the musical The Rose Girl, starring Hallie, whom

I hadn’t seen in five years.

Hallie also loved music, and after five years of study, she had become a renowned musical theater actress.

The show was so popular that all the tickets were sold out.

I watched as Elijah entered with a bouquet of roses, unable to get a ticket myself.

I hid not far from the staff entrance.

I silently watched the door, fearing they might come out together.

I don’t know how long I waited, but then I heard familiar voices.

Hallie, holding roses and smiling shyly, was chatting with Elijah.

Seeing them together, I couldn’t help but think, they truly are a perfect match.

I was not far from them, just obscured by streetlights and parked cars.

When they emerged, they stopped in their

tracks.

Hallie, with a demure smile, said, “I didn’t expect you to actually come to see me perform.”

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Elijah replied, “It’s your debut here; I thought I should come support you.”

Hallie smiled and asked, “How has your

relationship with Ashie been after six years?”

“When I left, Ashie’s emotions were very unstable. I heard that people often struggle to accept becoming disabled.”

At these words, Elijah’s smile vanished instantly, and his face showed clear displeasure.

His tone turned cold:

“Mm.”

It seemed he had long grown tired of me.

Yet I remained blissfully unaware.

With that thought, my vision blurred, and I was suddenly jolted from behind, falling

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to the ground and scattering my cochlear

implant.

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My world grew silent.

I could no longer hear anything as I searched for my cochlear implant on the ground.

Soon, a familiar hand appeared in front of

me.

I looked up to see Elijah.

He had found my cochlear implant and handed it to me.

His gentle smile was a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor.

I hurriedly put on the implant, and only when

I heard Elijah’s voice did I feel a sense of relief.

“Ashie, why are you here?”

My relief was not from his voice but from finding my cochlear implant.

I ignored Elijah and turned to Hallie, “You’re back. Why didn’t you let me know?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Elijah, noticing my reaction, quickly explained, “Ashie, don’t misunderstand, we…”

I cut him off, “How could I ever like a deaf

person?”

“I had no choice but to marry her!”

“I have no love for her, only pity and guilt.”

As I spoke each word, his face turned pale.

“Elijah, let’s get a divorce.”