Five years ago, when my face was disfigured by acid, Lucas held up a photo of his missing true love to convince me to have surgery. “I’ll make you more beautiful than before,” he promised. But when I accidentally stumbled upon an identical face in the VIP ward, I finally understood that I was just a replacement. Later, I discovered he was secretly using our daughter’s blood to keep their illegitimate son alive! I went mad trying to take my daughter away, but a cold scalpel was pressed against my throat. His breath hot on my ear, he whispered, “You’re just her substitute. It’s time to give the face back.” The next moment, I unexpectedly died on his operating table. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I discovered his secret. The cold sensation of the scalpel gliding across my face still lingered. I jolted awake, instinctively touching my face. I was standing in the hallway of the VIP ward, holding a thermos of hot bone broth. The familiar number 606 was on the door of this ward. Through the frosted glass, I saw my husband, Lucas, the director of this private hospital. He was cradling someone who looked exactly like me. It was Vanessa, his true love who had been missing for six years. That’s when I realized I had been reborn. In my previous life, I had accidentally passed by this room and discovered the truth that I was just a replacement for Lucas’s true love. Trembling all over, I hadn’t confronted him for the sake of our daughter. But when I saw with my own eyes that he was using our daughter’s blood to keep their illegitimate son alive, I completely lost it. I burst into the ward, determined to take our daughter away. But a cold scalpel was pressed against my throat. Lucas’s breath was hot on my ear as he whispered, “You’re just her substitute. It’s time to give the face back.” The next moment, I was injected with anesthesia and laid on the cold operating table. He only wanted one person in the world to have this face. But I unexpectedly died on the operating table. He announced it as a medical accident and quickly covered it up. Given another chance at life, I found myself back at the moment I discovered this secret. I stared intently at the intertwined figures inside, my fingernails digging into my palms, filled with hatred. Suddenly, my phone began vibrating incessantly in my pocket. I pulled it out to see “Ms. Lee” displayed on the screen. I answered the call. “Hello?” “Oh, Candy’s mom? I’ve already dropped Candy off with Dr. Lin for her checkup. I’ll come pick her up when it’s done, okay?” My grip on the phone tightened. This was bad! In my previous life, today was when my daughter’s regular “checkups” began! I rushed downstairs, frantically asking the nurses about Dr. Lin’s whereabouts. The hospital staff, knowing I was the director’s wife, quickly informed me that Dr. Lin had gone to the blood draw lab on the third floor. I set down the thermos of broth and sprinted towards the third floor. My palms were sweating as I ran, my heart pounding, terrified of being a second too late. I saw my daughter’s silhouette in the distance and shouted, “Candy!” She turned, her face lighting up when she saw me, calling out in her sweet voice, “Mommy!” I dashed over and violently knocked away the needle that was about to pierce my daughter’s arm. Dr. Lin was startled by my action, frozen in place. “Mrs. Carter, what are you doing?” I didn’t answer her, carefully examining the bruises from needle marks on the inside of my daughter’s arm. Why were there needle marks when I had just stopped it? Could it be that Lucas had already been drawing Candy’s blood… “Dr. Lin, you’ve been drawing my daughter’s blood without parental consent? Don’t you know that’s illegal!” I shouted at her angrily. Dr. Lin awkwardly scratched her head. “Well… the director told us to do it…” The fury in my heart was instantly doused with a bucket of cold water. Lucas, how could you be so cruel! Suddenly, my daughter looked up at me innocently and said, “Mommy, Candy’s okay. Daddy said he’d buy me something yummy. Candy’s not afraid of pain!” My heart ached as I gently touched the bruises on her little hand, glaring at Dr. Lin. “Bring me Candy’s previous medical records.” She hesitated, saying, “Well… you’re not hospital staff, so it’s not appropriate to disclose…” “I can’t even see my own daughter’s records? Do I need to ask Lucas myself?” Finally, she produced all of Candy’s medical records since birth. I examined them carefully, only to find that Lucas had covered his tracks perfectly. Since she was 4 years old, there were regular 200cc blood donations, all signed off by Lucas. On the surface, it was for rare blood type research, but in reality, it was being transfused to the illegitimate son in VIP room 606! The paper crumpled in my grip as Dr. Lin watched me nervously. I threw the medical records in her face, warning her through gritted teeth, “I’m taking my daughter with me. If there’s a problem, tell him to come find me!”
I had someone take my daughter back to my parents’ house. Then I changed into a nurse’s uniform, put on a mask, and once again approached VIP room 606. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door. I called out in a low voice, “Director.” He was busy playing with the little boy in the bed and didn’t respond. Vanessa looked at the father and son pair with a gentle expression. It seemed no one had noticed me, assuming I was just a nurse doing rounds. I approached the bedside where there was a paternity test showing Tommy was Lucas’s biological child. Tommy, the child who was being kept alive with my daughter’s blood. I tried my best to control my emotions. As I neared the transfusion machine, Lucas noticed something was off. He frowned at me. “You came in to…” My heart leapt into my throat. Before he could finish speaking, his phone suddenly rang. It sounded like Dr. Lin’s call, and he had to hurry out of the room. I finally relaxed, picking up the transfusion record to examine it. The recipient was Tommy, but the donor was unspecified. I then accessed the computer to search the records, discovering that my daughter’s transfusion records had been encrypted as “Medical Waste.” My brow furrowed as I looked, and I took out my phone to take a picture. “…Nurse, what are you doing?” Damn, I had forgotten about Vanessa. I calmly took the photo and turned around, saying, “Oh, just routine record-keeping.” That’s when I got a clear look at her face. She had a small mole at the corner of her eye, making her whole face appear more alluring. No wonder Lucas couldn’t forget her, even wanting to remake me into her copy. But one person can never truly become another. She smiled and said, “Doesn’t the director’s wife look a lot like me?” “Yes… a bit similar.” “Do you ever get us confused? But my face is the real one, I think she had surgery to look like me.” She was treating me like a lowly nurse, indirectly stating that she was the original. I couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. “What’s your relationship with the director?” I asked. Seeing that I didn’t immediately compliment her and changed the subject, she showed slight impatience. “That’s none of your business, is it?” I feigned embarrassment. “Well, breaking up someone’s family doesn’t seem right…” “You!” Her face reddened. “Oh well, never mind, sister. I’ve got work to do.” I quickly left the room, a smile playing on my lips. Take that, you arrogant woman! Soon after, I received a call from Lucas. “Wasn’t it agreed that Candy’s checkups would start today? What are you making a fuss about now!” I let out a cold laugh. “Is it really just a checkup?” “Lucas, you’ve been taking our daughter’s blood for a year! And you lied to me saying it was for research!” He paused for a moment, showing no panic at being exposed, instead accusing me. “You’re being unreasonable! If it’s not research, then what is it? She’s my daughter too!” “You think it doesn’t pain me? I always thought you understood me, I’m very disappointed in you…” My heart turned cold. Even now, he was still lying. “I’m sorry, but I can’t understand this.” “I’m sending Candy back to my parents. Don’t think about taking her blood again. We’re getting a divorce!” There was a long silence on the other end. I hung up the phone. Then I sent the photos I had taken to someone. With a message attached: [Your clearance should allow you to view this encrypted record, right?] I quickly received a reply. I opened it to check. [Should be possible, I’ll take a look tomorrow.]
If I remembered correctly, Lucas was working late again today. I called a locksmith to open his long-locked study. After sending the locksmith away, I turned the doorknob of the study, ready to face the truth I might discover. But after turning the study upside down, I found nothing. Frustrated, I sat down, accidentally touching the family photo on the desk. There was a clicking sound. A bookcase behind me swung open. His study had a secret room! I approached the secret room to find it plastered with photos of Vanessa. There was also a family photo on the table. I picked it up and looked at it. It was a family photo of him with Vanessa and Tommy. I stared coldly at the three smiling faces in the photo and put it back in its original place. In a drawer, I found my plastic surgery plan from five years ago. Inside was an old photo of me, before I was disfigured, with a big X drawn across it. I almost dropped the file. Why did he have a photo of me from before? It all felt like an enormous trap set just for me… Panicking, I took out my phone and photographed this evidence. Just then, I heard the sound of the door opening. I hurriedly left the secret room, turning the family photo on the desk back to its original position. As soon as I left the study, I came face to face with Lucas. He looked at the open study behind me and quickly stepped in, glancing around. He turned back to me with a frown. “What were you doing in my study?” I calmly walked to the sofa and sat down. “What? I can’t go in? Is there something you don’t want me to see?” He closed the study door. “…No, just don’t go into my study when there’s nothing wrong.” I nodded, “After the divorce, I won’t be coming in anymore.” “You really want a divorce?” he asked. “Yes, and I’m taking custody of our daughter.” His expression changed. “That’s not possible.” I stood up angrily, pointing at his nose. “What? You still want to use our daughter for research? She’s just a child! Lucas, do you have any conscience!” He maintained a cold expression, not backing down. “I can divorce you, but our daughter must stay with me.” I laughed at his shamelessness. “Fine, we’ll see if you can take her from me.” After parting ways with Lucas on bad terms, I returned home. I asked my parents to look after Candy carefully. Then I went out and hired a private investigator to help me find the assistant who had helped Lucas perform my plastic surgery five years ago. She had disappeared without a trace after the surgery was completed, but I finally managed to track her down. At first, she was reluctant to meet me no matter what. “Whatever Lucas is paying you, I’ll double it.” With that, she agreed to meet.
I placed a voice recorder in my bag before heading to the agreed-upon café. “When do I get the money?” she asked immediately. “Isn’t it a bit too early to ask for money before we’ve even talked? Tell me, how much do you know about the inside story of my plastic surgery five years ago.” “…I only know that your disfigurement wasn’t an accident.” I calmly sipped my coffee. “I guessed as much. Who did it?” “I overheard a conversation between Dr. Carter and a woman, something about paying to get a job done. Dr. Carter gave her a box, and later, your surgery was scheduled ahead of all others.” I pressed my lips together, not saying a word. She urgently prompted, “Where’s the money!” I took out my phone and let her enter her account number, then transferred the money to her. After confirming the money had arrived, she looked at me with pity in her eyes. “You’re a pitiful woman too. I never thought Dr. Carter would do such a thing. Afterwards, he paid to keep me quiet. My family urgently needed money at the time, so I had no choice.” She hurriedly left after saying this. I sat there, my mind racing. The person who threw the acid five years ago had already been arrested. After discovering the secret room, I had my suspicions, but hearing it confirmed still made my heart skip a beat. I took out the voice recorder from my bag and pressed stop. My phone screen lit up with a message from Lucas. [The new hospital is opening this week. You must attend tomorrow’s banquet, or I’ll have someone bring Candy back.] If it hadn’t been for my family providing funds to Lucas, his hospital would have gone bankrupt long ago. Now he still needed my status to network with the upper class. I stared at the message for a long time before replying [Okay]. I dressed up for the banquet. I linked arms with Lucas, pretending to be a loving couple smiling at others. He was coaxed into giving a speech on stage, and I picked up a glass of wine, watching him impassively. Once upon a time, he had stood on stage like this, speaking eloquently. When he looked at me then, his eyes were full of love. But now I realized he had only been looking through me at someone else. I tilted my head back and drained my glass. Looking back at him, I noticed his gaze fixed on a spot in the crowd. Following his line of sight, I saw a woman wearing a mask standing among the people. The mole at the corner of her eye told me it was Vanessa. She had come too, and was even holding a little boy’s hand. She had actually brought the illegitimate son. I turned and walked towards the backstage, sending the photos on my phone to someone. Immediately, a photo appeared on the big screen on stage. It was the paternity test of Tommy and Lucas. People in the audience began to discuss after seeing the screen. “Who’s Tommy? I thought the director’s daughter was named Candy?” “I don’t know, does the director have another child?” “Is it a second child?” Lucas sensed something was wrong and turned to look at the big screen, his face instantly darkening. By this time, I had already approached the boy. I gave him a contemptuous smile, then shouted loudly, “Tommy!” All eyes in the room turned towards us.
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