He Tricked Me Into Giving My Marrow ,Now He'll Beg on His KneesChapter 1

Five years of marriage, and Maxwell Gilbert had never once truly looked at me.

His heart belonged to a dead woman.

His first love, his untouchable ideal. Isabel Henson.

Until today, when I snatched the documents my husband had been hiding.

A gratuitous transfer agreement.

Three properties under his name, forty percent of Radiant Holdings' shares, all gifted to Antonia Henson.

Antonia Henson. The younger sister of his dead first love.

Tucked behind the last page was another sheet of paper.

A bone-marrow donation consent form. Recipient: Antonia Henson.

All it needed was my signature.

I slammed the documents down in front of him.

"Maxwell, what the hell is this?"

He didn't even lift his head. Just reached over and slid the papers away.

"Amy Fox, this is what we owe Isabel. If you hadn't insisted on marrying into this family, she wouldn't be dead."

"Antonia has leukemia now. We have to save her."

Five years. Five years I'd been his personal ATM, all because Maxwell Gilbert carried guilt over his precious first love.

Now he wanted to force me to donate bone marrow on top of it.