"Dylan and I are getting engaged tomorrow, as a good fiancé, I ask your permission," Alexa said.
"Why my husband? Why are you doing all this to me?" I asked tearfully.
Alexa came closer, looking at me sharply. "Because I want to ruin your life. Like your mother ruined mine."
"What do you mean?" I asked, but he just smiled and walked away, leaving me in confusion.
I couldn't stay still. Despite my weakness, I had to act.
With a broken plate, I cut the rope in my hand. Then, I crawled to the saw that was lying nearby. I gritted my teeth, sawing through the restraints on my legs until I was finally free.
Just as I was about to escape through the window, a pile of documents suddenly tumbled onto me. I blinked, my eyes landing on one particular sheet.
"This is Dylan's agreement with me," I said.
A satisfied smile appeared on my lips. With this document, it was Dylan who would be destroyed!
However, I found something far more horrifying—the letter selling my and my mother's kidneys. My hands shook as I read the contents of the letter.
My chest tightened even more when I found the lab results from the hospital. My husband's new lie was exposed.