Sweet Sweet Love

Yolande's eyes were bright red. Ever since they entered her life, she had loved Sunny as if she were her own biological sister.

However, this woman had the nerve to betray her right behind her back!

"So you finally know now, huh?" Her innocent look had finally withered down, as Sunny sneered down at Yolande. She leaned over the doorframe, crossing her arms.

"Why?" Yolande demanded. "I've given you everything. I loved you. How could you do this to me?" Yolande felt heartbroken by it all. Her husband who had once loved her found it in himself to hurt her, and the woman that she grew up with betrayed her.

"If you're willing to do everything for me, why didn't you give Aron to me?"

Sunny raised her head arrogantly, snorting. She crossed her arms, unashamed of what she'd done.

"Look at yourself, huh. You don't deserve him. You don't deserve to marry him! All you are is a slut,

who's willing to sell her virginity to just anyone!"

It had never occurred to Yolande that they'd be like this over just one man. After everything they'd been through, she was willing to give it all up for Aron. How dare her?

"Bitch!"

Yolande said through gritted teeth. She jumped up from her bed and grabbed Sunny's hair, pulling her down the carpeted floor. All grace that she held was gone. She was furious, as her sister's words echoed in her eardrums. 'Slut, huh? I'll show her!'

Sunny didn't expect that Yolande would go through all these lengths to beat her. She immediately covered her head with her hands, quivering in fear. "Mom, help!" she yelled out, startling the people downstairs.

"Yolande! She–she wants to kill me!" Hearing the sound from upstairs, Wendy Chu rushed over.

"You bitch!" she yelled, seeing the scene unfold in front of her. She quickly pulled Yolande away from her daughter. "Let go of her!"

Without another word, she slapped Yolande. Her grip finally loosened as her mind fell blank. Grief overwhelmed Yolande, as she stood motionless at the scene unfolding before her.

her. No one understood how much she suffered, how she'd feel throughout all of these. No one even

"Mom, she hit me!"

here to teach this slut a

as if she were the victim, as if she wasn't the slut who had just slept with someone else's husband. Yolande sneered at the sight, curling her fingers into

more cunning a woman was, the more pity she'd be able to

never belonged here. Hearing Wendy Chu's vicious words, Yolande stalked out of the house,

what little pride she left as she walked down the streets. This wasn't her home anymore. Since that was the case, where would she go after? As she strolled down the paved sidewalks, she realized that she had absolutely no idea. The city had been her home, her place. She

yellow leaves from Chinese parasol trees whirled around. Every street looked the same with every twist and

down her cheeks. However, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't control herself from

tough, that she was strong, yet now, as she walked down the streets, she was just a pathetic woman. All these years, she tried

not far behind,

she could react, a car sped

"Bang!"

pavement. Blood pooled around her as she felt the skies spinning around. Everything was blurry now, even the sound had started to make her ears throb in pain. She tried to scramble back up, only to feel a sharp pain throughout

knew it,

Beep! Beep! Beep!

kept on flashing. Several surgeons surrounded the woman who was brought in there

the operating room was the director and

the woman's left kidney is failing. There are just too many blood clots. We have to remove it as soon

The handsome man frowned.

any other way?" the director

who just came out, could only shake his head. "We're trying our best to

the man interrupted. His determined eyes made everyone at a loss

director frowned, leaning in to whisper to the man. "Mr. Austin, do you think we should inform her family members?" he said. "If they agree to donate

this state. Do you think they'd want to donate a

won't be able to live that much longer with a malfunctioning kidney." Yolande could not afford