Chapter 2

When I woke up, Lucas Carter, who was supposed to be by my bedside, was nowhere to be found.

After returning home alone under the sympathetic gaze of the medical staff, I saw Lucas enjoying a romantic candlelit dinner with Lily Brooks.

Seeing me return, Lucas hurriedly stood up.

"Honey, you're back."

"Why didn't you tell me you were discharged? I could have picked you up."

"You've been through such a major surgery. It must have been tough. Charlie and I will take good care of you from now on!"

His gaze was as gentle as ever, but I suddenly felt completely drained.

Behind his mask of pretense was nothing but false sincerity.

I ignored him and looked at Lily, who was acting like the lady of the house.

"Why is she here?"

Lucas coughed and explained.

"Of course, it's for Charlie. He only remembers Lily now. The doctor said they should spend more time together. It's good for his recovery."

Charlie came forward and punched me, showing his loyalty.

"Bad woman, how dare you bully my mom!"

I bit my lip, feeling my blood run cold instantly.

The pain of being betrayed by my dearest loved ones almost made me lose my balance.

Before the surgery, the doctor had warned me.

My body wasn't suitable for this kind of surgery. Forcing it would only shorten my lifespan.

But Charlie was so young. I couldn't bear to watch him go blind.

A pair of corneas was the last gift I, as a mother, could give him.

But my wholehearted devotion was repaid with betrayal after betrayal!

Everything was just a trap they set for me for Lily's sake!

Seeing the situation, Lily came forward to mediate, twisting her body.

"Charlie, that's enough. We shouldn't hit people."

I looked at her smug eyes, trembling with anger.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Lucas quickly handed me a package from the side.

"Honey, this is the discharge gift I prepared for you."

I looked down.

Inside was a set of revealing lingerie.

Lucas's face instantly turned ugly as he tried to explain that he had grabbed the wrong package.

But I never wore such things. He knew very well who it was bought for.

I laughed bitterly and threw the clothes in his face before turning to go back to my room.

But the sounds of laughter and joy outside were so loud they made my eardrums hurt.

I had completely become an outsider in this family.

But not long after, Charlie knocked on my door.

He walked into my room without any courtesy and commanded me.

"My toy is broken. Sew it for me!"