Chapter 8
Shania looked up at him, freezing cold all over.
She accepted the fact that now in his heart, she was not as good as Katherine.
But now, she can’t even compare to Katherine’s grandmother, right?
“I disagreed,” she suddenly pulled away their hands, “I’m not a living organ bank.”
After saying that, she turned around and left.
The next second, a sharp pain suddenly shot through the back of my neck.
Jackson’s hand knife was fast and fierce, she didn’t even have time to react before she fell down.
In the end, he picked her up horizontally and said to the doctor, “Prepare the operating room!”
When I woke up again, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.
Shania trembled as she lifted up her hospital gown and saw the bandaged wound oozing a little blood.
“You just had a liver transplant surgery, don’t move around,” the nurse held her back from trying to get up.
Shania bit her lip so hard that she tasted blood.
He actually…
For Katherine’s grandma, they forcefully transplanted her liver!
The wound under the patient’s clothes was still throbbing, like someone holding a blunt knife, stirring around in her insides.
But this pain, how can it compare to one thousandth of what’s in my heart?
She trembled as she touched the gruesome scar on her abdomen with her fingers.
How ridiculous! The deepest scars on her body were actually left by the person she loved the most.
In the following days, she lay in bed like a puppet, listening to the laughter and chatter coming from the next ward.
“Madam Compton, you are so lucky to have such filial granddaughter and son-in-law!”
“Mr. Pruitt was really kind and loyal, he was busy helping his wife’s grandmother all the time…”
Wife?
Shania wanted to laugh, but she didn’t even have the strength to move the corners of her mouth.
She lay in the hospital for a whole half month.
Every day in the hallway, you could hear Jackson asking about Katherine and her grandmother, but he never once went into her hospital room.
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The day she was discharged, Shania was packing up to leave when she accidentally ran into Katherine at the corner, asking Jackson with a tearful voice.
“Mr. Pruitt, why did you keep being nice to me even though I kept rejecting you? And even…even transplanting your wife’s
liver to save my grandmother?”
Shania stood still, hearing Jackson’s deep voice: “I’ve said it many times, because I like you and want to be with you. Geez, do you want me to dig out my whole heart before you believe me?”
I don’t know how long it took, but Katherine finally made up her mind.
“I, I can agree to be with you, but I have a condition.”
Jackson’s heart leaped with joy, and he couldn’t wait to hug the person.
“You say,” his voice was hoarse, “just tell me, I’ll agree to any conditions.”
“I’m not going to be a mistress,” Katherine said slowly, “I want to be with you openly… on the condition that you get a
divorce.”
Dead silence.
Shania counted her heartbeats, one, two…
When we got to the seventeenth count, we finally heard Jackson’s voice.
“Okay.”
Just one word, a light and airy word.
Shania slid down the wall and sat on the ground.
The wound on my abdomen was burning, but it was nothing compared to the pain of having a piece of my heart ripped
out.
When she got home, Shania burned the last love letter.
As the flames consumed the pages, she remembered how Jackson looked when he handed her this letter.
The spirited young man stood outside her house, snowflakes on his eyelashes, and said, “Nia, this is the ninety-ninth love letter. Will you be with me? I will love you forever.”
Now, ninety-nine love letters have all turned to ashes.
His whole life, just ten years.
The love letter was burned, and she had to leave.
Shania opened the suitcase and folded the clothes one by one into it.
When I cleaned up the study, Jackson’s computer was still on, WhatsApp was not logged out, and messages kept popping up.
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“Jackson, I heard Katherine agreed to you, but she wants you to divorce? Are you really going to divorce Nia?”
“Jackson, you better think it through. Katherine is just a fling, but Nia has been your childhood sweetheart for so many
years.”
“And when she really left, how sad Nia must have been? Can’t be easily comforted!”
“Jackson, Jackson, what do you think? Just say something.”
Shania stood there, quietly watching as messages kept flooding in, and then she finally saw Jackson’s reply.
“I want both.”
“But now, I want Katherine more.”
The group went quiet for a few seconds, then all hell broke loose.
“Oh my god, am I seeing things right? What kind of charm does this Katherine have to actually make you consider getting
a divorce?”
“You better think it through, Nia has a stubborn temper too. If you bring up divorce, you two are probably done for.”
“No, I have an idea. Jackson, you draft a divorce agreement, trick Nia into thinking it’s a property transfer. She trusts you
so much, she’ll definitely sign without even looking.”
“As long as you keep her in the dark, she won’t make a scene or leave. Whenever you get tired of Katherine, just go ahead
and cancel the divorce agreement.”
Everyone in the group chat agreed with this “great idea”.
“Oh my god, that’s awesome! Jackson will be living the good life now.”
And Jackson replied to the message.
“Good idea.”
Shania slowly closed the computer, her fingertips feeling cold.
In his eyes, she wasn’t even worthy of being informed.
The next morning, Shania had just finished breakfast when Jackson came back.
He was dressed to the nines, holding a document in his hand.
“Nia, sign this.” He said casually, as if discussing the weather, “I’m transferring that villa in the east of the city to you.”
Shania quietly watched the man who had once stood up for her, fought for her, and proposed to her on his knees in the snow, this was the man she had loved for over a decade.
“Sure.” She took the pen pretending not to know, didn’t even look, and signed her name on the “property agreement”.
Jackson visibly breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’m taking Katherine on a trip for a while, and we’re not coming back.”
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When he walked away, Shania whispered, “Jackson.”
“Huh?” he turned around.
“No problem, had a great trip.”
After he left, Shania grabbed the agreement and headed straight to the courthouse.
The staff confirmed repeatedly, “Ms. Mosley, are you sure you want to go through with the divorce? Once it’s done, it can’t
be undone.”
“Absolutely sure.”
The moment the steel stamp fell, her heart strangely calmed down.
So that’s what it feels like to completely give up, no pain, no itch, just like pulling out a rotten tooth.
The airport was bustling with people coming and going. Shania held a one-way plane ticket and glanced at her phone one
last time.
On Instagram, Jackson’s brother posted a photo of him and Katherine at the airport.
Caption: “Congratulations, Jackson finally got the girl!”
Shania turned off her phone, threw away the SIM card, and walked quickly towards the boarding gate.
Congratulations to her.
Have freedom, regain new life.
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