After Donating My Kidney, I Faked My Death1-Chapter 1

The youngest daughter of the wealthy Andrews Family was killed by my sister’s car. My mother and my fiancé both forced me to take the blame.

“Melody is delicate and can’t endure hardship, but you were just brought back from the mountain village. You’ll definitely be able to endure it. Can’t you just do it?” said my mother.

“Didn’t you pester me to marry you? As long as you go to jail for Melody, I’ll agree to anything,” chimed my fiancé.

With a broken heart, I was taken away by the Andrews Family. Five years of torture in prison and a kidney. Those were the price for my sacrifice.

I had completely repaid my mother’s debt of gratitude for giving me life. But on the day I was released from prison, my mother knelt down again and begged me to donate a kidney for my sister.

“Melody has a terminal illness. How can you, as her sister, stand by and watch her die?”

My fiancé also issued an ultimatum: if I didn’t agree, I would be forcibly taken away.

In despair, I called Dominic, the eldest son of the Andrews Family.