My husband William found an abandoned baby with a heart condition on the roadside. He knelt before me with tears in his eyes, begging: “Honey, please look at how pitiful this child is. Can you save him? It’s just part of your liver. I promise I’ll get you the best artificial liver in the world later.” Softened by his plea, I donated part of my liver to the child. After raising the child diligently for eighteen years, William dropped his act. He threw the paternity test results in my face. “You fool, you really can’t tell good from bad! That’s my biological son. How could I not care about him?” But I felt nothing inside. Later, he proposed divorce and cut off the hospital’s supply of artificial liver for me. I waved my hand dismissively: “Do as you please.” … William Baker found a baby on the roadside with an envelope attached. It read: “Will repay your kindness in the future!” Before I could react, my husband was on his knees in front of me. When our eyes met, he was already crying uncontrollably. “Honey, please look at how pitiful this child is. Can you save him? It’s just part of your liver. I promise I’ll get you the best artificial liver in the world later.” “You’re older and can handle the pain of using an artificial liver, but the child is so young. Can you bear to watch him suffer?” This was the first time William had ever begged me for anything. Even more coincidentally, only my liver was a match for this child. I thought long and hard about whether I should agree. But I couldn’t resist his persistent pleading. In the end, I softened my heart and donated part of my liver to the child. For all these years, I’ve survived on an artificial liver. And my sacrifice seemed to have won William’s true love. Since I donated my liver, he always cared for and looked after me. He wouldn’t let me cook, preparing three meals a day himself. Fearing I might fall ill, he had a doctor check on me weekly. He said, “As long as you can take good care of our child, I’ll treat you even better in the future!” I believed his words and raised the child to eighteen years old. He had a nice name – Noah Baker. It sounded like he and William were brothers. When the SAT results came out, he excitedly placed his college acceptance letter in front of me. “Mom! I got into Harvard!” I stroked his cheek, crying tears of joy. “That’s wonderful. After your 18th birthday, Mom will throw you a graduation party!” My mother-in-law heard the commotion and came over. I showed her Noah’s acceptance letter. “Mom, look…” Before I could finish, she mercilessly threw the child’s acceptance letter on the ground and stomped on it twice. “Lily Smith, he’s just an adopted child. Why do you care so much about him? You’re even throwing a graduation party!” “Don’t tell me this child is yours with some other man?” “You and William haven’t had a child in all these years. Are you saving yourself for some other man?” Noah tossed aside the acceptance letter and pushed my mother-in-law away, protecting me. “Grandma, don’t you dare talk about my mom like that!” “She raised me for eighteen years! I’ll protect her for life!” Hearing this, my mother-in-law’s face twisted in anger as she raised her hand high. Instinctively, I shielded Noah. The next second, her palm struck hard against my back. Instantly, my artificial liver reacted. This was the first time in eighteen years I felt such intense pain in my liver. I gently leaned against the wall, slumping to the ground. Sweat beaded on my forehead. My mother-in-law, not feeling she had done anything wrong, pointed at me and yelled arrogantly: “Lily Smith, this is the child you raised – disrespectful and ill-mannered!” Her voice was so loud it nearly shattered my artificial liver.
At that moment, my husband returned. I looked towards the door, signaling to him. He hesitated for a moment before running to my side. Wiping away the tears from the corners of my eyes, he gently kissed my ear. “Honey, what’s wrong? Is your liver hurting again? Do you need me to take you to the hospital for a replacement?” Hearing this, my mother-in-law became even more enraged. “What? You’re going to spend more money on her? William, don’t say I didn’t warn you. You’ve been married for twenty years without having a child of your own. When am I going to have a grandchild?!” The next second, he cast me aside and stood up to pacify his mother. He quietly led her into the room. I don’t know what they were discussing. Noah helped me to the bedroom to lie down. But my liver was in excruciating pain. This year marks my seventh liver replacement. Seeing my face covered in sweat, Noah carefully wiped it away. “Mom, does it still hurt?” I shook my head, saying it didn’t. After a while, my husband brought his mother back. Surprisingly, she had completely changed her attitude towards Noah. She looked at her son with a smile: “Noah, my dear grandson, my own flesh and blood! Grandma was wrong earlier.” “Tomorrow, I’ll throw you a grand graduation party. I want everyone to know my grandson got into Harvard!” William, seeing how weak I looked, felt a pang of guilt. He came over and hugged me. “Lily, is your liver acting up again? Shall I take you to the hospital for a replacement?” Before I knew it, I had fainted in his arms. When I regained consciousness, I was in the hospital. In my hazy state, I overheard a conversation between William and the doctor. “William, are you really going to give Lily the worst artificial liver? Your family isn’t short on money, why treat her like this?” “The child is an adult now, there’s no need for me to keep up the act. Once Sophia returns, I’ll divorce her.” “But Lily’s health is deteriorating. I’m afraid if we give her this one… she might die.” William furrowed his brow and sighed. “Perhaps this is her fate.” I dragged my heavy body back to the hospital bed. Closing my eyes, I thought about everything he had done to me. The affair, tricking me into raising the child, taking my liver. William, did you really think I was that stupid? Or did you think Lily Smith was just an easy target? All these years, if it weren’t for the child’s sake, I would have filed for divorce long ago. I didn’t because Noah truly loved me as his mother. He genuinely cared for me. Who did Noah take after? His mother who loved being the other woman? His heartless father? Maybe… neither of them. Before the surgery began, I received a phone call. “Lily, I’ve found the information you asked me to look into.” As I was being wheeled into the operating room, William still held my hand tightly, tears streaming down his face. “Lily, you must come out safely, okay? The child and I are waiting for you!” I turned my eyes away, no longer wanting to see that disgusting look on his face. Once inside the operating room, I gripped the doctor’s hand tightly. “Doctor, I recorded everything you and William said today. Do you really plan to give me the worst artificial liver?” The doctor stepped back in fear. He hesitated before speaking: “This was William’s idea. We didn’t dare to disobey.” I chuckled softly. “How about I give you a million dollars? I want the best artificial liver!” In the end, the doctor gave me a good artificial liver for the money. I wondered, if I hadn’t overheard their conversation, Would I really have died? When I was wheeled out of the operating room, I looked at William. In the past, whenever I had surgery, he would anxiously wait outside. When I was wheeled out, he would be the first to rush over and ask if I was in pain. This time, there was none of that. He had his back to me, talking on the phone. A smile lit up his face. He seemed to be calling the person on the other end “baby.” But it didn’t matter anymore. I should have seen through him the day he brought home that abandoned baby. It wasn’t until the doctor called out that he turned around. Suddenly, his eyes brightened. He jogged over and grabbed my hand. Kissing it affectionately. “Lily, does it hurt? I’m so worried about you.” His eyes were still as gentle as ever. It was that look that kept me by his side year after year.
The first time I got an artificial liver, he knelt before the doctor, begging him to stay by my side. When he was next to me, he held my hand tightly, constantly praying that nothing would happen to me. But now, things have changed. That William Baker was long dead in my heart. I shook my head at him. “It’s fine, just an artificial liver. No need to be so concerned.” During my days of recovery in the hospital, William never came again. Even the nurses were gossiping outside. “Mr. Baker used to come every day, couldn’t bear to leave his wife for a moment. What’s happened now?” “Who knows? Every woman has her day of falling out of favor. She’s been abandoned, I guess.” I glared at them fiercely, scolding: “Do you want to experience the pain of having your liver taken out too?!” From then on, I was labeled as a volatile woman. The day William came to pick me up, He heard others insulting me. He no longer stood by my side to defend me. He just smirked. No longer caring for me like before. We sat in the car, and he spoke much less. Midway through, he received a phone call. After hanging up, his brows furrowed as he turned to look at me. “Get out.” I tilted my head in confusion: “Why?” He straightened up and turned his head, speaking righteously: “I have a client to pick up. You can take a cab home yourself.” ??? “William Baker, this is the highway! Are you trying to kill me?” I didn’t expect his patience to be so limited. He turned his head again. “Lily Smith, I said get out!” “I…” “Get out!” His tone grew louder with each repetition. I had no choice but to open the door and step out. Before I could even close the door, he immediately stepped on the gas and sped away. Leaving me standing alone on the highway, with no one to care. The traffic continued to rush by, occasionally a car would whiz past me, but none stopped. In desperation, I called William’s phone. It was turned off. Then I called my son. He anxiously asked for my location. Soon after, he took a cab to pick me up. In this world, only the son I raised from childhood cared about me. When he saw me, he held my hand tightly, tears falling onto my chest. “Mom, you’ve been through so much.” I choked up, and after a while, I spoke: “Noah, if your biological parents came back to find you, would you waver?” He shook his head firmly. “No, never. She abandoned me after giving birth. When I was about to die, it was you who saved me.” I nodded contentedly. The next day was Noah’s graduation party. It was also his 18th birthday celebration. Many reporters came today as well. Probably invited by William specifically. I just sat quietly in my seat, waiting to see William’s next move. The graduation party officially began. William stood up and looked straight at me. From his eyes, I could see a hint of challenge. “Hello everyone, I am Noah Baker’s father.” “To be precise, I am Noah Baker’s biological father.” The crowd below erupted in chaos. “What? How is that possible? I personally saw William pick up the child back then, how could he be his biological child!” “Yeah, this can’t be Lily Smith’s child. They did a paternity test at the time.” “So all these years, Lily Smith gave her liver to Noah Baker for nothing, all because she was deceived by William Baker? That’s too shameless!” William coughed twice and continued: “Today is Noah’s graduation party, and of course, it’s also the day my wife returns.” “Today, I’ve brought my wife here. We will witness Noah’s success together.” “Of course, I also want to thank my ex-wife, Ms. Lily Smith, for providing my child with a liver, giving him a new lease on life.” Then, he clapped his hands. A tall woman walked over and stood beside him. He skillfully wrapped his arm around her waist. In front of everyone, the two embraced and kissed. William looked at me challengingly once again. Then, he had his assistant bring me some documents. The top one read “Divorce Agreement” in large letters. The words stared at me, but I felt nothing inside. There was another document – a paternity test report.
“You fool, you really can’t tell good from bad! That’s my biological son. How could I not care about him?” This time, I laughed out loud. “William Baker, do you really think that child is yours?” William looked confused. Sophia Cruz stepped forward angrily: “You bitch! What are you saying?” “You probably don’t know how passionate we were back then. We even broke the bed. You say the child isn’t his? Do you have any proof?” William’s slender hand fell on the paternity test report. “Lily Smith! I don’t want any more entanglement between us. If you keep slandering Sophia, don’t blame me for being unkind.” “You might not know, but last time you got a liver transplant, I told the doctor to give you the worst artificial liver. Your days are numbered.” “If you don’t agree to the divorce, just wait for death!” I chuckled softly. I hadn’t even said whether I wanted a divorce or not, yet he was already angry. Did he think I wouldn’t divorce him? I took out a pen and signed the divorce agreement. He stared at me with wide eyes. Unable to believe I would agree to the divorce so easily. I stood up, holding a remote control in my hand. “William Baker, don’t you want to know whose child it really is?” “Now, you better open your eyes wide and see clearly!” Actually, I had long suspected William and Noah’s relationship. So I secretly did a paternity test. To my surprise, it turned out the child wasn’t his. This made me even more confused. William usually wouldn’t show compassion for anyone. Yet he knelt before me for an abandoned baby, asking me to donate my liver. I couldn’t believe he would be such a person. So I asked my police friend to investigate everyone William had been in contact with. Among them was a woman named Sophia Cruz. The two of them had been to hotels multiple times. Even the front desk staff remembered William. Every time he went, William would bring a bouquet of flowers. They all envied Sophia for having such a husband. Little did they know, I was his real wife. What William didn’t know was that after he left the hotel each time, another man would enter that room. That man was the child’s biological father. In the video, the voices of Sophia and that man were very clear. “My dear Sophia, the tests in America came back. They said our child might have a heart condition after birth.” “But I really want this child. Would you be willing to give birth to it for me?” “Alex, we’ve grown up together since childhood. Of course I want to have a child with you, but I don’t want our child to have defects.” “Recently, there’s been a man pursuing me, but he’s married. If I just give him a little encouragement and say the child is his, when it’s born and found to have a heart condition, he’ll surely find a way to deal with it.” After saying this, Sophia’s hand slipped into the man’s pants. “Alex, Sophia’s pregnant so we can’t go all the way~ Let Sophia help you with her hand.” The man’s coquettish voice echoed through the venue. William’s face instantly darkened. “Oh my god, this Sophia is so scheming! I can’t believe Lily Smith gave part of her liver for the child’s sake.” “I still think Lily Smith is the most pitiful one in this marriage. She gave everything for love but got nothing in return.” Sophia anxiously wrung her hands, panic flashing in her eyes. “William, it’s not like that. It must be Lily Smith!” “With technology so advanced nowadays, anything can be AI-generated. Lily Smith must have used this technology.” “William, do you know how much I love you? I’d give my life for you! You won’t doubt me because of this video, will you?” William hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at me again. Pointing at me and cursing: “Lily Smith, have you really become so bold? You’ve learned to lie?” “How could Sophia possibly deceive me! The paternity test can’t be fake, right? Do you really take me for a fool?” I stood up and slapped him across the face.
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