I promised Luna that I would take good care of Snowball for her, but now, Snowball was also gone...
Falling to the ground like a puddle of mud, I couldn't gather any strength to get up.
With no way to stop her, Rachel dragged me out of our house.
There were already a bunch of bodyguards waiting downstairs, and they took me to the hospital roughly.
Then, they drew my blood for testing and matching Raymond's.
Rachel stood outside Raymond's operating room, praying devoutly.
The nurses around who were unaware of the situation were all praising her sincerity.
An older nurse questioned, "Didn't she become the director of the hospital because she married the former director's son? I remember her husband's name is Christopher."
They had no idea that I, her real husband, was being pressed on the operating table, forced to become Raymond's blood bag.
As blood was being drawn out of my body, I felt my life slipping away with it.
My whole body ached awfully.
Just when I thought I was about to die, I suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Are you crazy? You can't ask someone who has donated kidneys to donate bone marrow again! You'll kill him!"
