Chapter 1 Do You Really Want It
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"Shirley, are you suffering from liver cancer?"
Shirley was in the advanced stage of liver cancer. She was dying, she can't move at all.
She could only watch her sister, Yuri, pulled out the tubes one by one.
"Since it hurts, I'll help you to get rid of it as soon as possible. Look, it's a medicine specially used for euthanasia. It took me a lot of effort to get it for you."
Yuri pulled out the last tube and sighed with pity:
"Ah, a delicate flower withered. How come Jack did that?
Every day he put so much nitrous acid in your drinking water. Otherwise, sister, you can live a few more years."
Jack? Jack?
Her husband actually put chronic poison in the water she drank every day?
Shirley’s pale pupils immediately turned red.
Yuri leaned down, patted her skinny face and said with a proud smile:
"You don’t believe it? OK, I can tell you more, including the fact that who kidnapped you."
Shirley seemed to realize something and her eyes immediately widened.
Yuri smiled more complacently, "It seems that you are not stupid. That's right. In fact, Jace and I planned the k********g case in that year.
Then he saved you, so that you appreciated him and married him.
Only in this way can Jack help me take away the property of the White family. You see, you will die soon.
After you die, the whole White family will belong to Jack, and I will marry Jack."
"Ho... Ho... Ho..."
Shirley's throat can only emit this tone to show her anger.
Her anger obviously made Yuri more happy.
Yuri suddenly came to her ear and whispered:
"In addition, the night before you were going to marry Bob, you overheard that Bob is your father's enemy. In fact, it's false."
The news was like the last straw that killed the camel!
Shirley widened her eyes and glared at Yuri.
She hated the wrong person for five years!
And that person was the closest lover she ever had, and the one she hurt the most.
Just by hearing from Jack and Yuri, she believed that Bob killed her father.
Then she ran away and married Jack, to embarrass Bob deliberately.
How could she be so stupid?
"And you know what? The half liver that was transplanted to you before is Bob's. He wants you to survive.
Regardless of his own health, he cut off half of his liver to save you, but it's in vain. You'll still die, and he won't live long."
He was so hurt by her, but he even spared his life to save her!
She's wrong. She's wrong!
It was more and more difficult for Shirley to breathe due to heartache. She glared at Yuri, as if she wanted to burn her with her blazing eyes.
Yuri was frightened by her eyes. She directly raised her hand and slapped Shirley hard, which made her face turn away.
Without the pressure, Yuri was relieved.
She shook her painful hand, and her face was full of resentment and malice:
"Shirley. You should blame your damned father. You and I are his daughters.
Why should I live like a mouse in a dark slum, but you live in the Princess Castle? "
Shirley had the last breath. She moved her eyes, choked with sobs.
She was staring with a pair of scarlet eyes which were liked two rubies on the snow ground.
Dazzling and frightening!
Yuri felt a chill on her back. She tried to hold back and shivered, "You should leave the world now."
The cold liquid medicine was injected into Shirley's body.
Shirley kept her eyes opening until she died.
……
Pain, pain, dizziness...
Was this the feeling of death? Wasn’t it euthanasia?
Hasn't Yuri injected poison into her body?
"Hey, beauty, wake up!"
At this time, Shriley heard a wretched voice.
A voice? How could there be a sound?
Shirley was startled and suddenly opened her eyes. She saw the dark sky, and, unexpectedly, an ugly face.
There is a mole in the corner of the mouth on the big face.
Shirley had a deep impression about it.
Five years ago, she was drunk after she got away from marriage. Then she was almost r***d by a tramp who had the exactly same mole.
Wait, why is this so familiar?
Does she come back to five years ago, the eve of her escape?
Before Shirley could confirm, a rough hand touched her calf.
Shirley was startled. When she was about to stop the man, she calmed down.
As the tramp's hand was about to reach her thigh, she said coldly:
"Do you really want it?"
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