I, on the other hand, went into the study and opened the computer I hadn’t touched in ages.
Sure enough, in a hidden folder, I found countless intimate photos.
In those pictures, Sharon and Willow were hugging a man from both sides, kissing his face with joy.
And that man—I knew him all too well.
He was my half-brother, Elroy Frazier. And also the man Sharon and Willow truly cared about.
Tears streamed down my face, my heart torn to pieces.
In a daze, I saw a photo of the kidney transplant agreement.
Clear as day, it listed the donor as: Dean Frazier.
But the recipient… was Elroy.
Instinctively, I pressed my fingers to the scar on my abdomen.
Even after all these years, the wound felt like it was being torn open again, bleeding uncontrollably.
I let out a hollow laugh—my own daughter had tricked me into giving up a kidney for another man.
After a long time, I wiped my tears away and sent an application to a company overseas that had invited me many times to join them.
They replied instantly and even sent a plane ticket for three days later.
I quickly copied all the files from the computer onto my phone.
Sharon.
Willow.
This time, I won’t want you anymore!
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