As my daughter lay dying, I knelt with no dignity at the doorstep of Jason’s apartment, begging him to let Vivian come with me to the hospital just for a moment.
What I got instead was Jason summoning bodyguards to pin me to the ground and slap me over and over.
By the time the doctor called to say my daughter had passed, Vivian had just woken up and slowly opened the door.
She looked at my swollen face, too bruised to form words and said indifferently, "I told you not to bother Jason. This is the price you pay for not behaving yourself."
Snapping out of my thoughts, I dropped all the shopping bags and turned to leave. But Vivian coldly grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the luxury watch store on the top floor.
"Ethan, haven’t you always been whining about wanting a watch?"
Watching her grip my wrist and casually start picking out watches for me, Jason quietly clenched his jaw.
He squeezed in between Vivian and me, wrapped his arm around her waist and gave me a mocking smile.
"Ethan, if it weren't for your selfless kidney donation, my body might’ve already collapsed. Vivian, how about we treat Ethan to a nice dinner tonight to show our thanks?"