Reborn Again, I’ll Never Love You Again

“So this is your little brother? Kaden said he’s Rh-negative too.”

My heart dropped. I quickly pulled my brother behind me.

“What are you trying to do?”

“Relax. I’m just wondering, if I needed your brother’s blood, what would Kaden do?”

“Get out!”

I pointed to the door, my voice shaking with fury.

She looked at me with smug eyes, then calmly pulled out her phone. In the next moment, she burst into fake tears, her voice pitiful.

“Kaden, I’m at Reese’s house. She’s treating me…”

She left the rest unsaid and hung up.

Less than ten minutes later, Kaden showed up.

He didn’t even look at me. He rushed straight to Sabrina and checked her from head to toe.

Only after making sure she wasn’t hurt did he finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Sabrina, why did you come out on your own? The doctor said you need rest.”

The concern on his face stood in sharp contrast to how cold he had been when he made me donate blood right after my miscarriage.

“Kaden, I just didn’t want to keep it from Miss Harris anymore. I wanted to thank her properly for giving me blood these past three years, but she told me to get lost and said she wouldn’t let me off…”

Kaden’s eyes immediately locked onto me, burning with anger.

“Reese, if you’re upset, take it out on me! But Sabrina’s health is fragile, if something happens because you upset her, I won’t let you off!”

“Kaden, this is my home. Take your sweetheart and get out!”

Sabrina clutched her chest and collapsed into his arms.

“Kaden, I’ve felt really unwell since the transfusion. Could it be Miss Harris has cancer and her blood isn’t safe for me anymore?”

At her words, Kaden turned to me with a look full of disgust and contempt.

As if I had committed some terrible crime.

He seemed to forget, it was just yesterday that he forced the nurse to draw one bag of blood after another from me.

He scooped Sabrina into his arms and ordered coldly, “If you still want to marry me, still want that liver transplant, then bring your brother to the hospital for blood donation!”

Watching his firm back as he left, I could only laugh.

Even after being exposed, he felt no guilt; only gave out threats.

My brother clutched my hand, worry written all over his face.

“Sis, who was that woman? Why does she want our blood?”

I forced a smile and gently reassured him.

“Don’t be scared. I’m taking you away right now.”

I could give up the liver transplant. But I would never let my brother become a blood bank again.

I booked the earliest flight and rushed with him straight to the airport.

What I didn’t expect was that while Kaden waited for us at the hospital, he sent people to our home to drag us back.