Right after my check-up, I scrolled past a help post: “The college student I’m seeing has kidney failure. The only matching donor is my wife. How can I get my wife to willingly donate her kidney to her?” Someone in the comment section replied: “Easy! Just tell your wife she’s the one with kidney failure, and your mistress is a kind stranger volunteering to donate. Your wife will definitely agree!” Just as I was thinking what poor woman was unlucky enough to have such a husband, My husband, Dr. Alex Harper, the Chief Surgeon, suddenly approached me with a fake medical report: “You have kidney failure, Claire. You need immediate surgery. But luckily, we have a kind donor here at the hospital who’s a perfect match. I’ve already scheduled the surgery for tomorrow!” I watched Dr. Alex Harper stand before me, holding the report, his face a mask of pained concern and forced relief. For a moment, I was stunned. It must be a coincidence, right? Alex and I had dated for five years, married for two—a total of seven years. He had always been incredibly thoughtful. He never once let me step foot in the kitchen or do a single chore. That morning, I’d merely coughed twice, and he’d rushed me straight to his hospital for a check-up. He was the best man in the world to me, besides my own parents! I looked at him, testing the waters: “Honey, could there be a mistake?” “I feel perfectly fine. How could I suddenly have kidney failure?” Alex gently stroked my hair, reassuring me: “Most kidney diseases don’t show obvious symptoms, sweetheart. It’s a good thing we caught it early, otherwise, it could have been really bad.” His expression was sincere, his tone earnest. But the sight of him sent a chill down my spine. I was silent for two seconds, still unwilling to give up hope: “Who is this ‘kind donor’ who’s giving me a kidney?” Alex answered without hesitation: “A college student.” My heart plummeted. It clicked. Alex. He was the one who posted it. He was cheating. And now, he wanted to trick me into donating my kidney to save his mistress. My blood ran cold, but I kept my face carefully blank as I asked Alex: “I don’t know this college student at all. Why would she agree to donate a kidney to me?” Alex smiled warmly: “That girl is incredibly kind.” “She said her own mother died of kidney disease, and she doesn’t want to see anyone else go through that same pain.” “So, as soon as she found out she was a match for you, she immediately offered to donate.” Even though Alex’s words were a lie, The undeniable tenderness in his eyes when he spoke of that girl was all too real. I knew that look. I’d seen it when he traveled thousands of miles just to see me. When I was sick, and he stayed by my side for days and nights without sleep. At our wedding, when he knelt on one knee and made his solemn vows. He had always gazed at me with that same devoted look. Seeing my silence, Alex comforted me softly: “Don’t be scared, darling.” “I’ll perform your surgery myself.” “With me there, you’re going to be perfectly fine.” Hearing Alex’s words, I couldn’t help but recall when he first chose medicine, promising me with the same earnestness: “Claire, I swear, I’ll study hard so I can protect you from illness and pain your whole life.” How laughable. The man who once vowed to study medicine just to keep me safe. Now, he was willing to personally remove my kidney for another woman.
I looked at Alex, my voice calm: “Can I meet her? She is my benefactor, after all. I’d like to thank her properly.” Dr. Alex Harper was renowned in medical circles as the devoted, perfect man. Young, accomplished, and devastatingly handsome, he never lacked attention from women. Even the hospital director’s daughter, a powerful socialite, openly pursued him. She’d even publicly stated that if Alex would just be with her, he could have the entire hospital. But Alex had always been completely unmoved. He’d even offended her, almost getting blacklisted by the medical community. Despite all this, he remained unwavering, telling me: “I could lose the whole world, but I can’t live without you.” I was intensely curious. What kind of woman could make Alex, a man who held loyalty as a sacred vow, change his heart? Alex paused for a second, then chuckled: “She left the hospital right after signing the donor consent form.” “After the surgery tomorrow, I’ll take you to thank her properly.” Clearly, Alex didn’t want me to meet her. But the more he resisted, the more curious I became. I didn’t press, nodding obediently: “Okay, I’ll trust you.” “I’m a little tired. I want to go home first.” Alex breathed a sigh of relief: “I’ll drive you.” I shook my head, forcing a weak smile: “No need. With the surgery tomorrow, you must have a lot of preparations. You go ahead and get busy. I can just take a cab home.” A flicker of emotion crossed Alex’s eyes, and he said earnestly: “Claire, marrying someone as understanding and thoughtful as you is truly the greatest blessing of my life.” If I hadn’t seen that post. If that college student hadn’t existed. I might have actually been moved by the sincerity in Alex’s eyes. But now, looking into his seemingly loving gaze, I felt nothing but profound irony. Love, it seemed, could truly be a masterful disguise. I didn’t say anything, just quietly turned and walked away. But I didn’t go far. Instead, I went to a coffee shop downstairs from the hospital, ordered a coffee, and sat silently. A few minutes later, Alex changed out of his white lab coat and hurried out of the hospital. I put down my coffee and quietly followed him. Alex seemed ecstatic. He was walking and talking on the phone, gesturing animatedly—clearly announcing good news to the person on the other end. I followed Alex to a high-end apartment complex near the hospital. Just as Alex reached the bottom of one of the buildings, a girl practically flew down the stairs and threw herself into his arms. The moment I clearly saw her face, My eyes widened in shock. How could it be her?!
I had wondered why Alex, who seemingly loved me so much he’d risk his own life for me, had suddenly started an affair. It was because of her! It dawned on me. Now I finally understood why Alex had gone to such lengths to trick me into donating my kidney to her! I couldn’t bear to watch Alex and the girl’s intimate display any longer. I practically fled back home. Once home, I sat on the couch, unable to calm down. The girl’s face kept flashing before my eyes. Making me realize that this situation was far more terrifying than I had imagined! My hands trembling, I pulled out my phone and called several people in quick succession. Half an hour later, my parents, Alex’s mother Anne, and his sister Amy, all rushed to the house. “What’s wrong, Claire? You called us all over so suddenly. Did something happen?” The four of them sat around the sofa, looking at me with worried expressions. I took a deep breath, looked at them, and directly told them about Alex’s affair and his plan to trick me into donating a kidney to his mistress. Hearing this, Anne shot to her feet, livid: “That scoundrel! How could he do this to you?” “Claire, don’t be sad. I’m going to go teach him a lesson right now!” My mom held Anne back. She looked at me cautiously: “Claire, could there be a misunderstanding?” My dad also nodded: “Alex, that man, everyone could see how much he loved you. How could he possibly be cheating?” Amy, too, echoed in disbelief: “Exactly! You’re the only woman my brother has ever loved, since we were kids.” “He treasures you more than his own life. How could he possibly remove your kidney for some other woman?” I knew they wouldn’t believe it. So I pulled out the photo I’d secretly taken of the girl when I followed Alex: “What if he cheated with her?” The moment they saw the girl’s photo, the four people who had been so certain Alex couldn’t possibly be cheating, instantly went pale. “How can this be?” “Why her?” Anne murmured, her face ashen, her eyes filled with shock. Amy’s confident expression instantly vanished, replaced by a dazed look: “So it was her… No wonder Alex would do something like this…” My parents went completely limp, their voices trembling: “It’s over. Everything’s completely over!”
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