On our wedding day, he forced me to donate my bone marrow

Chapter 1

My wedding day. My fiancé, Luke Harrison’s, younger sister, Lily, suddenly collapsed. He dropped me and rushed her to the hospital.

My mom, sitting in the audience, suffered a heart attack at the sight. Nobody helped. Everyone was just watching.

By the time I got to the hospital, it was too late to save Lily.

Then, Luke called. “Sarah, where are you? Lily needs your bone marrow!”

“Luke, we’re through!” I hung up and walked away.

This time, I wouldn’t look back.

Five years ago, I saved Lily, donating my bone marrow. Luke kept me around, saying he wanted to repay me.

I stayed with him for five years. On our wedding day, Lily conveniently fainted.

I begged him not to leave. Luke pried my fingers off his arm. “Sarah, it’s a matter of life and death! How can you be so cruel?”

He called me cruel. He didn’t see Lily’s eyelashes fluttering; she was faking it!

My mom collapsed from her heart attack. I screamed for help, but nobody stepped forward.

They all knew who Luke’s heart belonged to. His leaving made it clear: I was insignificant.

A waiter finally called 911.

Too late.

I stared at my mother’s body under the white sheet. She lay there silently, and I couldn’t cry. I was numb.

Luke appeared. Seeing me, he grabbed my arm. “Sarah, you’re here! Lily’s having another episode. Come with me for tests!”

I yanked away. Luke was stunned. “Sarah!”

“Luke, I don’t owe you anything. I won’t donate.”

He didn’t expect that. His face hardened. “I’m not asking, I’m telling you. Come with me!”

He’s a powerful CEO, always decisive and demanding.

Before, I would’ve obeyed.

But now, a life separated us. I wouldn’t be their walking bone marrow bank again.

I underestimated him. He summoned security, dragging me to the ward for a full checkup.

My mom’s body was still in the morgue. I screamed hysterically, “Luke!”

“My mom had a heart attack! She’s gone! And you still want my bone marrow? You’re inhuman!”

“I will never forgive you!”

A flicker of surprise crossed his face. “What are you saying?”

My eyes were red-rimmed. “Don’t believe me? Ask around!”

“Everyone at the wedding saw it!”

Luke was silent, finally saying, “Sarah, she’s gone. The living are what matters.”

“Right?”

I almost spat blood. How could he say that?

To him, nobody mattered but Lily. My sickly mother was a burden.

Her death was convenient for them, wasn’t it?

I sneered. “I won’t donate. Nobody can force me!”

My mom was gone. I wouldn’t beg him anymore.

Luke’s eyes darkened—a sign of his anger.

He was about to explode when a weak voice called out, “No need. If Sarah doesn’t want to, let’s not force her.”

Lily, pale and weak, stood in the doorway.

Luke rushed to her, holding her close. “No, you’re the most important. If she won’t, I’ll find a way.”

Lily snuggled into him, giving me a defiant smile.

I laughed coldly. “I won’t donate. Go ahead, kill me!”

Luke’s eyes flashed. I didn’t flinch.

He said coldly, “You wouldn’t want anything to happen to your mother’s body, would you?”

I froze, then rage surged!

“Luke, you dare!”

“Donate the marrow, and I’ll pretend nothing happened.”

He left with Lily. I sank to the floor, knowing he would do it.

Chapter 2

“Luke! You’ll regret this!”

My scream startled him, but he only paused briefly before leaving.

I gasped, then was lifted by his security guards.

“Mr. Harrison said you need another test before donating. You’ll be released afterward.”

I yelled, “This is illegal! Let me go!”

But I was powerless against them.

I was dragged to the operating room. When the doctor approached with the needle, I tensed. He said, “Think of your mother. Don’t resist.”

I smiled bitterly. The needle pierced me—excruciating pain.

I felt drained, then blacked out.

I woke up alone.

Eventually, a nurse came. “You’re awake? Get some rest.”

I grabbed her. “Where’s Luke? Where’s my mother’s body?”

The nurse looked troubled. “I don’t know. Ask Mr. Harrison.”

I leaped off the bed, falling to the floor. Luke entered.

He scooped me up and put me back in bed. I grabbed his collar. “Luke, where’s my mom?!”

“She’s at the funeral home. You can go anytime.”

I tried to leave. He held me. “The doctor said you need rest after the procedure.”

“I don’t need it!” I shoved him away, my voice cold. “This is the last time I’ll donate. We’re even now!”

I pushed past him. He grabbed my wrist. “Don’t be difficult. Without the marrow, she’ll die!”

I laughed. “Really? When you left me at the wedding, did you think about my mom leaving me?”

“She’s my only family!”

Luke looked at my red eyes, frowning. “I’m sorry. We can have another wedding. The title of Mrs. Harrison… I’ll give it to you.”

“I don’t want it!” Mrs. Harrison. What an honor!

“Luke, you don’t think this will make me forgive you, do you?”

I looked for remorse. There was none.

Luke sighed. “I’ll compensate you.”

“Compensate? We’re separated by a life. An eye for an eye, give me your life.”

He grew impatient. “Sarah, enough! Sometimes, death is a release!”

I slapped him.

His head turned. A voice called, “Luke! Luke, what happened?”

Lily, in a hospital gown, rushed over, pale and tearful. “Luke!”

“How could you hit him?” She snapped at me. I sneered, “He deserved it. Can’t he take a slap? Or do you want to hit me back? Go ahead!”

I glared at him. Luke sighed. Before he could speak, I covered my hand and left.

“Where are you going?”

“None of your business! I said we’re even!”

I walked away. He started to follow, but Lily collapsed into his arms, stopping him.

Chapter 3

I ignored them, heading to the funeral home. I showed my ID and saw my mother’s body. It was stiff and cold.

I knelt before her, trembling as I lifted the sheet.

Seeing her face, I froze. My throat was dry; I couldn’t cry. My heart ached.

I clutched her hand—cold and stiff, unlike the warmth I remembered.

Before the wedding, Mom hugged me, saying, “Our Sarah’s found love. Even if Mom’s not around, you’ll be cared for.”

We didn’t expect Luke to choose Lily.

I was naive, thinking my years of devotion would win his heart. I overestimated myself, and underestimated Lily’s place in his heart.

A funeral home employee said, “Ms. Quinn, are you finished? It’s time.”

I nodded, watching my mother disappear into the crematorium. Only a small box remained.

I held the urn, frowning.

Mom lived her whole life in that small town. Her biggest wish was for me to find a good home.

Now, I couldn’t afford a decent burial plot.

I liquidated assets, barely scraping together $3,000. An employee rushed over.

“Ms. Quinn, someone paid for a high-end plot—north-facing, excellent feng shui!”

I was stunned. “Who?”

“He’s still here. His last name is Harrison.”

I went to the office and saw Luke. I clenched my fists. “Luke, what are you doing?”

Luke said, “Sarah, this is my way of showing my respect. It’ll ease my conscience.”

“We’re not wealthy enough for your generosity.”

Luke’s brow furrowed. “Sarah, stop being difficult! She’s my mother-in-law. It’s about giving her peace, not a lavish funeral.”

His words were cruel. I took a deep breath. “I said, we’re separated by a life. I won’t forgive you.”

“Stop the hypocrisy!”

Luke never visited my mother, only showing up when she was near death. He didn’t care about the wedding plans, just the networking opportunities.

That’s why nobody helped us.

Luke was angry. “Sarah, don’t be ungrateful! She’s my mother-in-law. Let her rest in peace. Or do you want a shabby burial?”

He snatched the urn, giving it to an employee. “Proceed with the burial!”

He told his secretary, “Have all the top executives from Harrison Corp. attend. Notify the media!”

I clenched my fists. “Luke, what are you doing? Mom’s funeral isn’t a publicity stunt for your company!”

“I won’t let anyone else handle it!”

Chapter 4

“Sarah, I just want to make amends,”

Luke said gravely, “The wedding was my fault. I left you, that was wrong. Lily’s right, you’re my publicly declared wife, I have to respond. Or your future will be difficult.”

“So, this is Lily’s idea?”

I looked at him. He nodded. “Lily cares about you. You need to know…”

“Enough!”

I interrupted. “The great CEO Luke Harrison is so thoughtful, always listening to a young girl.”

“Luke, if you’re really sorry, stay away, okay?”

Luke frowned. “Why are you so biased against her? At the wedding…”

“Don’t mention the wedding! My mother died at the wedding—my life’s pain. I’ll never forgive you! Just stay away, okay? Let’s end this amicably.”

“Don’t worry about me. We’re not married, thank goodness. Otherwise, we’d have to divorce!”

I was grateful we hadn’t gotten a marriage license. Lily had strongly opposed it.

She feared I’d become Mrs. Harrison and be difficult to get rid of. Now, I was thankful. Luke wasn’t happy, but I ignored his expression, trying to grab the urn. Luke stopped me.

“Fine. After the funeral, you’re free.”

I couldn’t argue. I knelt. Luke was stunned.

“Mr. Harrison, please, set me free?”

“My mother wouldn’t want you to use her, to have a grand funeral orchestrated by you. She was my mother!”

“My mother, only mine!”

“Luke, I beg you!”

“After donating twice, please!”

My head was swimming. I hadn’t recovered from the marrow donation. I was exhausted. Luke seemed to waver. His phone rang.

I saw Lily’s name. A bad feeling washed over me.

After the call, Luke was firm again. “That’s settled. Don’t say anything else.”

“Sarah, rest. I’ll handle everything.”

He gave the urn to someone, then grabbed me and shoved me in the car.

He took me back to the villa against my protests.

Lily rushed out. “Sarah, you’re back! I told Luke we must compensate your mother. I’ll personally oversee the funeral, okay?”

I was so angry, I stumbled, breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Luke, why are you humiliating me?”

“What did I do wrong? Why are you doing this?”

I huddled, sweating. Lily was tearful. “Are you blaming me?”

“I didn’t want this!”

Luke was annoyed. “Sarah, enough! Lily’s not feeling well, yet she’s trying to make amends. Stop it!”

For a moment, I wanted to end it all.

“Will you only let me go if I die? Will you, Luke?”

I looked at him, my eyes vacant.

He froze, shock and panic in his eyes.