Don't Look Back, I Won't Continue to Love You Here

"Just vent your anger at me if you have any. Mia is sick, and she can't be provoked like this.

"How could you do this to her? Don't you have any empathy?"

So, that was the man who I had loved for ten years, who I had devoted my entire youth to. He blamed me for being cruel. How ridiculous!

A few years ago, Timothy suffered from acute liver failure. It was me who donated my liver to save him.

During the time I was in the hospital, my grandfather got up early every day to cook for us. He traveled about three hours per day between home and the hospital to look after us.

Timothy held my hand and swore that he would never betray me in his life.

He also knelt in front of my grandfather and promised that he would treat me well all his life and would never allow me to suffer any grievances.

But only a few years later, he forgot his promises, caused my grandfather to die, betrayed me, and even accused me of not being empathetic enough.

"Timothy, you are the ungrateful one!"

Timothy's face changed a bit, and he seemed uncomfortable.

Mia narrowed her eyes and stepped forward to speak up for Timothy.

"Evie, how can you rake up the past all the time?

"Besides, even if you didn't save Timothy at that time, others would have.

"You knew that Timothy didn't like you, but you still badgered him and made him repay your kindness. You took advantage of Timothy's guilt to fulfill your dirty wishes."

Timothy's condition was quite severe at that time, and although the Gage family tried every possible means, there was still no liver available.

It was me who, unable to bear to see him suffer, bit the bullet and agreed to donate my liver.

"Do you think so too?" I stared at Timothy.

He turned his head and said nothing. So, he tacitly approved.

Well...

I had no desire to talk to them anymore. It would only make me feel that all my previous efforts were a joke.

But they obviously didn't want to let me go easily.

"Evie, Timothy and I have already obtained our marriage certificate, anyway. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to continue living in this house..."

I had no intention of continuing to live there, but I felt insulted when she tried to kick me out.

Yes, the house was under Timothy's name.

But my grandfather didn't want me to be looked down upon by others, so he took out his years of savings and paid for the renovation of the house.

I decorated this house bit by bit and finally made it the house of my dreams.

"Timothy, is this also what you want?"

Timothy coughed to cover up his uneasiness, his eyes wandering, not daring to look into mine.

"Mia just wants a place to live. Please do us the favor and let us have it..."

"Good! Great!" I exclaimed in my heart.

I suddenly picked up the chair next to me and smashed everything in the house to pieces.

"Timothy, I decorated the place. I can take it back, right?"

Timothy stammered, a conflicted look appearing on his face again.

Mia screamed and suddenly fainted.

Timothy picked her up immediately, and before leaving, he gave me a cold look.

"Evie Joe, if anything happens to Mia, I won't forgive you!"