Farewell, Dear Fiancé

1

I am the fiancée of the successor of the Jackson Family.

While I was being raped and humiliated by the kidnappers, he was setting off millions of birthday fireworks for Susan.

The kidnappers asked him to pay money for my release. He smiled and said, "If you can really kill her, come to me for the reward."

I sighed in relief upon hearing this. At least my worthless life held some value to him.

Later, Susan needed a kidney transplant. He personally cut open the corpse and removed the kidney, instructing others to clean up the body.

He didn't know that the person on the operating table, whose kidney he had just removed, was his most hated fiancée.

——

After I died, my body was lifted onto the operating table, exposing my lower back.

Various potions were injected into my veins to keep the corpse intact and the organs active.

The murderer, Louis, said smugly, "We can sell this woman for money after we've taken everything from her. That's great!"

And the one who bought all of me was none other than Matthew Jackson,

my fiancé and someone else's true love.

Upon hearing Matthew's name, they trembled with fear.

"Louis, this woman is Matthew's fiancée. If he finds out we kidnapped and killed her and then sold her to him, he'll..."

Louis laughed, "When we kidnapped her, Matthew refused to pay the 500,000 dollars ransom. Do you really think she matters to him?"

"In my opinion, this Nora is a joke!"

Everyone in the gang burst into laughter.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but agree.

He was right. I was a joke in the entire Empire City.

Even though Matthew and I had been childhood sweethearts and had promised to spend our lives together.

A helicopter roared outside.

It was Matthew, in a hurry to get a kidney for his terminally ill Susan.

Two rows of bodyguards opened the door, and Matthew walked in with his medical team.

Louis bowed and greeted him with feigned respect, "Mr. Jackson."

Matthew ignored him, heading straight for the dissecting table.

He reached out to the doctor next to him, "Give me the knife."

The doctors were surprised. Why would he do such a dirty job himself?

Matthew frowned and spoke in an irritated tone,

"Don't you hear me? Give me the knife. I want to do it myself."

His face was serious and solemn, "Susan deserves the best!"

Susan, the woman he kept outside, the one he held above all else.

To give her the best, he performed the surgery himself.

I knew he was a medical school graduate, but I never imagined he would be the one cutting me open.

The process was quick.

Matthew took the kidney and was eager to leave, but his doctor wanted to suture me.

Matthew stopped her, "She's useless now, why bother? Just dispose of her."

Louis nodded in agreement.

I looked at my broken and miserable body, suddenly feeling a chill.

My body just lay there, and if he turned me over, he would see a familiar face.

I longed to tell Matthew that I was so cold, but he couldn't hear me.

Before leaving, Matthew suddenly stopped.

He turned to Louis, "Your voice sounds familiar..."

Louis's face turned pale, and he forced a fake smile.

"Mr. Jackson, you must be joking. Someone like me isn't worthy of speaking to you."

Matthew didn't think much about it and left.

He was in a hurry to save Susan and had no time for trivial matters.

In fact, his instinct was not wrong. He had spoken to Louis.

Three days ago, when Louis kidnapped me, he asked Matthew for a ransom of 500,000 dollars.

Matthew had heard his voice.

So close, Matthew.

You were so close to realizing that the people who kidnapped me and sold my organs were the same;

so close to noticing that the corpse lying on the dissection table, ignored by everyone, was me.

2

Susan’s birthday was also the day I was kidnapped.

While I was being humiliated in an abandoned factory, Matthew was setting off fireworks for Susan by the river.

Millions of dollars worth of fireworks, just because Susan likes shiny things.

Louis dialed Matthew's number, and I heard him flirting with Susan.

He asked, "Do you like it, baby? If you do, we can do it again next time. Money is no problem at all, as long as you’re happy."

Louis shouted, "Bring half a million dollars! Otherwise, we'll take action against Nora!"

Hearing my name, Matthew laughed even more happily.

He said, "If you can really kill her, come and get my reward." Then he hung up the phone.

My face turned ashen, and I didn't even want to struggle anymore.

Louis was so angry that he slapped me in the face.

"Damn, she's worthless. Not even worth half a million!"

"Guys, since Matthew is unwilling to pay, let's teach his fiancée a lesson!"

Looking around, I saw every one of them wanting to eat me alive.

My body was shaking with fear, but my heart was almost calm.

Once again, Matthew had abandoned me.

This time, Susan didn’t even need to lift a finger to defeat me.

These lunatics who didn't get paid took pleasure in torturing me.

They bet on how long I could last. Some said an hour, some said a day.

Finally, in the early morning of the next day, I died.

If a forensic doctor examined me, they would be confused by the myriad wounds. Which one was fatal?

Every wound was so deep that bone was visible.

I followed Matthew all the way to the hospital.

He handed the kidney he had taken from me to the doctor and said viciously, "If anything goes wrong during the operation, I'll bury this entire hospital with her!"

The doctors were so frightened that they trembled and dared not make a sound, rushing to make preparations.

Matthew wanted to go to the ward to see Susan but was stopped halfway.

The one who stopped him was his good buddy, Carl, the only one who ever stood by my side.

Carl pressed Matthew's shoulder, "Matthew, are you crazy? Have you ever even treated your fiancée like this?"

Matthew shook his hand off. "Nora is fine!"

Seeing Matthew's reaction, Carl let out a long sigh.

"After so many years, you still can't let go? You two were so in love..."

"But she killed my sister! My only sister!"

Matthew, who usually keeps his emotions in check, lost control like a mad beast.

"Do you know what Nora did the other day?

"She pulled that kidnapping trick again and asked me for half a million dollars.

"She knew that kidnapping would scare me for life, but she still rubbed salt into my wounds!"

"I will never forgive her!"

I burst into tears when I heard these words.

I know how much the word "kidnap" hurts him.

But Matthew, I didn't mean to provoke you.

They really tied me up.

I fantasized countless times that someone would rush into the dark, abandoned factory and rescue the broken me.

I should have realized that all my thoughts were wishful thinking.

3

On the eve of the operation, Susan insisted on seeing Matthew again.

Matthew hurried to her ward, ordering everyone to leave.

He squatted beside her bed to hear her carefully.

Susan pouted and said she was scared.

I envied her so much for being able to express her fears so freely.

She acted coquettishly towards Matthew and asked for comfort.

Unlike me, who would never hear a word of comfort from him, even if I were dying.

Matthew held her hand, kissing it repeatedly.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. You don't have to be afraid of anything."

"I hired the best doctor for you, and the surgical instruments are the best. I even removed the kidney from a corpse myself."

Susan was very moved. "You swore you would never use a scalpel again. I didn't expect you would break that vow for me..."

Matthew shook his head, "For you, all vows can be annulled."

He took out an amulet from his pocket and placed it solemnly in Susan's hand.

"This is from my mother. I'm giving it to you now. I'm sure you'll be fine."

Seeing the familiar amulet, I went crazy, wanting to grab it, but my hand could only pass through it.

That’s a pair of amulets that Madam Jackson gave us!

Why should Susan have it?

Susan's eyes widened. "I think I've seen this amulet at Nora's place..."

Matthew's face suddenly darkened at the mention of my name.

"I asked her to return it before, but she refused. If my mother hadn't insisted on giving her one, she wouldn’t have had the right to touch it."

"I'll just consider the one she took as stolen. You should keep this one."

I laughed bitterly while floating in the air.

It turns out that in his eyes, I am just a thief.

Even worse than a real thief.

But when his mother gave us the amulets, he let me choose first.

Susan, knowing the amulet's importance, deliberately refused. "Your mother left it to you. I can't accept something so important..."

Seeing her innocent look, I gnashed my teeth in anger.

"I'll put it on you myself."

Matthew kept his word and hung the amulet around her neck.

Susan couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Then she frowned. "By the way, I heard the conversation the other day. Did your fiancée encounter any problems?"

'It's all thanks to her that I am what I am today.'

Thinking of the suffering I've endured, I wish I could bite off a piece of her flesh!

Matthew rolled his eyes. "What could possibly happen to her? You're still worrying about others at this moment?"

Despite his words, he still took out his cell phone to check for updates about me.

Susan suddenly covered her forehead. "Matthew, my head hurts!"

Matthew immediately put down his phone and checked on her.

He shouted outside, "Where's the doctor? Doctor, come in quickly!"

Only I knew she was pretending, and I saw the little smug smile at the corner of her mouth.

But Matthew had already been completely dominated by her.

I am somewhat looking forward to seeing Matthew's expression when he discovers the truth, but I am also afraid of him losing control.

4

The next day, our friend Carl rushed to Matthew with news of my disappearance.

At that time, Matthew was discussing Susan's surgery with the doctor.

He hummed nonchalantly, "Really? What does this have to do with me?"

Carl was so anxious that he was furious.

"Nora is missing. She might be in danger!"

Matthew replied, "If you’re in a hurry, then go find her yourself."

My life or death was not important to him, especially with Susan's surgery imminent.

Carl sighed, "Matthew, why are you so cruel to Nora?"

"Cruel?" Matthew snorted coldly. "When she caused my sister's tragic death, did she feel she was cruel?"

Carl was silent for a moment but still wanted to fight for me. "What happened to your sister was an accident..."

His sister's death was Matthew's deep pain. He was furious.

"Carl, that's enough!"

Matthew lowered his voice, but couldn't suppress his anger.

"Even if that woman is dead, it has nothing to do with me!

"I don't care whether she's dead or alive.

"No, if she died, I would feel very happy.

"I hope you can bring the news of her death with you next time you come to see me."

Carl looked at him in disbelief. "You used to care about Nora a lot. How can you say such heartless words now?"

Matthew snorted coldly. "You also said it was in the past.

Now in my mind, she is just the murderer who killed my sister!"

I was shocked when I heard this.

After all this time, he still hates me so much.

He could not forget what happened to his sister Jennifer.

But I am obviously innocent!

Her sister and I died at the hands of the same person.

I knew who the murderer was, but I couldn't tell him.

Matthew, why can't you take a closer look at my body?

I clearly left you the most important clue...

Carl knew that his persuasion was futile, so he turned and left.

When he left, Matthew rushed to the ward to stabilize Susan's emotions.

He coaxed her and called her "baby," afraid that she would be scared.

He had no idea that with her manipulative nature, she wasn't afraid at all.

——

Matthew’s sister Jennifer and I used to be good friends.

A few years ago, we made plans to go shopping together at the mall.

I waited outside while she entered a fitting room in a luxury store.

After waiting for ten minutes and still not seeing her come out, I went in to check.

It scared me so much that I broke out in a cold sweat.

Jennifer was missing!

I quickly contacted Matthew, and soon he received a kidnapping call.

Jennifer was kidnapped right under my nose!

Later, Matthew paid a high ransom, but the kidnappers still killed Jennifer.

On the day Matthew went to redeem her, all he brought back was Jennifer's cold body.

The kidnappers had cut Jennifer's throat, and it was Matthew who sewed the wound for his sister himself.

The wounds on Jennifer's body began to rot, and it was Matthew who personally cut away the decayed flesh.

Since then, he vowed never to pick up a scalpel again.

When he came out of the operating room carrying Jennifer, I tried to help him.

Matthew kicked me to the ground.

"You evil bastard, you killed my sister!"

I fell to the ground, feeling like my internal organs were shattered.

I cried, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..."

Matthew was so angry that he kicked me a few more times.

"You say you didn't mean it, but will my sister come back to life?

"You are the one who deserves to die! Why did my sister die instead of you?"

I lay on the ground, the pain making me unable to say a word.

Yes, it would be great if I had died instead.

This way, I wouldn't have to bear such a heavy sin.

Jennifer's death created a huge gap between Matthew and me.

He didn't even allow me to attend Jennifer's funeral.

I couldn't raise my head in front of the Jackson family. They all thought I caused Jennifer's death.

It was at this time that Susan appeared.

She was originally one of Matthew's secretaries, responsible for organizing Jennifer's funeral, and she did a good job.

This way, she got closer to Matthew step by step and finally became the woman standing beside him.

I couldn't accept this. I went crazy, screamed, and even knelt in front of Matthew, begging him.

I begged him not to give up our relationship and to remember the promise we made to each other to be together for the rest of our lives.

But no matter what I did, Matthew didn't even glance at me.

Countless times, he sent Susan to get rid of me.

She flaunted the jewelry and the watch Matthew bought her.

"Miss Wells, I advise you to save your energy. Even if you make a scene, Mr. Jackson won't even look at you.

He has me by his side now. Don't worry, I'll take good care of him."

I gritted my teeth, wanting to slap her.

But at the moment, Matthew appeared, grabbed my wrist, and protected Susan behind him.

He yelled at me, "How dare you touch her!"

Susan took the opportunity to hide behind him and said pitifully, "Mr. Jackson, she wants to kill me!"

Matthew believed her words and smiled coldly. "You want to touch my woman?"

'His woman...

If Susan is her woman, then what am I?'

When I left Jackson Manor in a daze,

I saw Susan staring at me with a smug, proud smile.

There are many suspicious points in Jennifer's death. Matthew has been investigating for years but always loses the clues at the most critical moment.

It seemed as if someone was preventing him from getting closer to the truth.

After leaving the Jackson family, I decided to investigate myself.

The end result was that I suffered the same kidnapping incident as Jennifer.

Susan's operation was in progress, and Matthew's right-hand man suddenly appeared in front of him.

He whispered something to Matthew, making him suddenly stand up from his chair.

"What did you say? Impossible! How could it be her!"

The subordinate said, "After you left, Mr. Jackson, I quietly stayed to see if the gang properly handled the body. I saw them soaking the body in formalin, and when they moved it, I saw the face.

It was Miss Wells' face!"

'Did they find me dead?' I thought.

5

Did they find me dead?

I didn't listen to a word that Matthew's subordinates said.

I just stared at Matthew's face. I wanted to see with my own eyes what expression he would have when he knew the news.

"Maybe you just saw it wrong," Matthew said with a wooden face.

But I saw his hands were shaking slightly.

'Matthew, your hands didn't shake at all when you stabbed me.

Why are you suddenly scared now?'

"Arrange a helicopter, I want to go and check it out immediately!"

Matthew's steps became a little unsteady...