"He won't find out, I've already bribed the doctor and some of the nurses in this hospital. I'm doing all this for our relationship anyway," he replied.
"What do you mean?" the woman asked.
"With just one kidney, she’ll become weak. Sooner or later, she won't survive. When that happens, we can live together," he said, as if my life was just a number in his foul plan.
The world seemed to collapse around me.
"You're right, Dylan. Then what did you do with the kidney?" the woman asked again.
"I sold it, isn't that more profitable?" Dylan replied.
My legs went slack. My body was shaking. Dylan was losing his mind.
"You're so smart, honey," the woman replied.
"I am, after all, just think of it as a reimbursement for when I helped with Mom's medical bills," Dylan replied.
"Didn't you tell me that you did the same for her mom?" the woman asked.
"Right, Mom's debt was paid off because of her kidney. That's proper compensation, isn't it?" Dylan replied, bringing tears to my eyes.
I covered my mouth, holding back the sobs that wanted to break out. I married Dylan for my mother's debt, not out of love. But he deceived me, even selling my mother's kidney without my knowledge.