Lost and Found

"Is Mom leaving?"

Ian Lawson came skipping over from behind Jack.

He blinked at me, then started sobbing. "I don't have a mom anymore... Mom, don't go..."

Sophie reached over and smacked her little brother on the head.

"She's gone. But Wendy will be our new mom."

The moment Ian heard this, he immediately stopped crying. He wiped the tear stains off his face and looked up, breaking into a smile.

"Great! I like Wendy the most."

"Wendy is gentler than Mom. She doesn't force me to study."

Ian had always been mischievous and willful. I had taught him to be humble, honest, and kind.

But ever since Wendy appeared, she insisted that children had their own nature and shouldn't be overly controlled by adults.

"Laura's way of teaching is too overbearing."

She indulged Ian's mischief, and even when he bullied other children, she shamelessly used the Lawson family's power to force the victims' parents to apologize to Ian instead.

"Boys should be brave. If someone bullies you, you fight back. That's what it means to be a man."

Hearing this, Ian became even more reckless.

I had spoken to Jack about it, warning him that this would spoil the child.

But he dismissed my concerns. "Children are naturally pure-hearted. You're the one seeing people in a bad light."

In the end, I became the villain, while Wendy was seen as the devoted woman who had given her all for our family.

"So be it. I'll make way for Wendy. The four of you can be a happy little family of four. I won't be in your way anymore."

Looking at the man before me, I finally said the words I had been holding back.

"Let's get a divorce."

He furrowed brows tightly—a look he always had when he was displeased.

"I won't divorce you," he said. "You never think about the consequences of your actions, but I won't go along with your madness."

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Ever since Wendy came, she's been getting mysteriously injured. You all think I'm the one hurting her. Well, if I leave, won't that be perfect? No one will harm your precious childhood sweetheart anymore!"

Hearing me say I wanted to leave, Jack's gaze darkened.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere."

I was just about to tell him that I had regained my memories.

This was not my home. I wanted to return to where I truly belonged.

But before I could say anything else, Jack continued, "There's actually one more thing—Wendy has kidney failure. She urgently needs a transplant. There's no suitable donor right now, but you and Wendy share the same blood type."

My heart skipped a beat.

"I've already given her everything, and now you want my kidney too?"

So that was why he refused to divorce me. He wanted my life!

"Why don’t you want to save her, Mom? Wendy is so pitiful!" Ian chimed in, adding fuel to the fire. He didn't understand what a kidney transplant meant.

He just thought I should do everything to save Wendy.

"Mom, please help Wendy this time. Maybe if Dad is happy, he won't divorce you," said Sophie.

"You always taught us to be kind. Why won't you be kind now, when it's your turn?"

The two children were completely siding with Jack.

"I refuse," I stared coldly at Jack and repeated myself.

No wonder he had been at the hospital with Wendy but suddenly returned home.

"What right do you have to take my kidney for Wendy? If you love her so much, give her your own kidney!"

Seeing that I refused no matter what, Jack sighed, as if helpless.

"Laura, if you hadn't poisoned Wendy, she wouldn't have kidney failure. This is what you owe her."

He waved his hand, and his bodyguards rushed in from outside.

They pinned me down, forcing me toward the hospital.

"Jack, are you trying to kill me?" I struggled desperately. "Jack, I've regained my memories. If you hurt me, my family won't let you get away with it!"

But he completely ignored me.

"Laura, stop pretending. I'm your husband. How could I hurt you? It's just a kidney. If you save Wendy, the kids will be grateful to you. Our family can still be together."

The three of them—father and children—watched coldly as I was dragged away by the bodyguards.

Even as I was strapped to the operating table, as the icy anesthesia flowed into my veins, I still struggled furiously, cursing them all.

Just before I lost consciousness, I suddenly heard a commotion nearby.

Then, everything went black.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in an unfamiliar room.

"Don’t worry, Laura! I won't let the scumbags of the Lawson get away with this!"

"You're finally awake!"

A tear-streaked woman beside me held my hand in joy.

"Am I dead?"

I instinctively reached for my waist—my kidneys were still there.

A group of unfamiliar people stood around my bed.

"Silly child, you're home now. I'm your mother. As soon as we got your call, we sent people to monitor the Lawson family. We never expected that bastard, Jack, would actually try to steal my daughter's kidney for his mistress!"

Hearing my mother curse in anger, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief as I grabbed her hand.

My good days were finally back!