It hurt, but the pain was far insignificant compared to Maggie's heartache.

Her husband was violent to her for another woman. Maggie couldn't help but feel sad, especially in her weakest moment after learning she was going to die.

Maggie looked at Lance, who was handsome and cold. She still found him charming and said softly with a grievance that she didn't even notice. "Honey, why do you think I come?"

Lance knitted his brows more tightly. He didn't say anything and pulled Maggie to the door. "Go home if you have anything to say."

Go home?

She waited for him to come home every day, but he failed to do that. Now that he wanted to take her home, she was unwilling.

Maggie pulled her hand hard and said, "Let's talk about it here!"

Lance looked back at her coldly with warning eyes, but Maggie ignored him and smiled, looking at Hedy. "Because what I'm going to say has something to do with Miss Gould."

Lance and Hedy looked at each other at the same time. Maggie went to the sofa next to the bed and sat down. She picked up Hedy's bedside card and looked at the words on it, reading softly, "Uremia."

Hedy turned sullen, and Lance uttered, "Maggie…"

In Lance's eyes, Maggie was intending to upset Hedy.

Maggie looked up at the two people in front of her and chuckled softly. "Why are you so nervous? Isn't it just uremia? It's not a big deal, much better than cancer."

Maggie meant it. A uremia patient could live on kidney dialysis and have kidney transplantation.

But what about her? She was directly sentenced to death, and she would be executed immediately because she only had three months to live.

As she spoke, Maggie suddenly felt a sudden heat under her body. She was bleeding again.

"Maggie!" Lance hissed in a deep voice. He was running out of patience.

"Honey, I'm telling the truth," Maggie said. She got to her feet and went up to Lance, stretching out her hand and picking up a long hair from his shoulder. It was Hedy's hair, black and straight. Maggie's hair was brown.

"The matching result between me and Miss Gould has come out," Maggie said, twisting the hair around her finger and pointing it to Lance.

"You…" Lance held her wrist again.

Without giving him a chance to speak, Maggie said, "My kidney matches hers. If I'm willing, Miss Gould can survive."

After Maggie finished speaking, she saw Lance narrow his eyes abruptly. Even Hedy widened her eyes in shock.

Seeing their reactions, Maggie smiled lightly and put her arms around Lance's neck. "Honey, do you think I am the good wife of the century?"

Lance didn't speak and stared at her with a pair of bottomless eyes as if trying to read her mind.

"No, I don't want it!" At this moment, Hedy quickly shook her head and refused. It might upset her to see Maggie make out with Lance.

Maggie winked at Hedy and said, "Don't refuse so fast. I mean you will be saved only if I'm willing."

Hedy's face was pale because of her illness, and it turned ashen when Maggie ridiculed her.

"What kind of trick do you want to play?" Lance pulled down Maggie's hand from his neck abruptly with a gloomy face. "Maggie, I warn you. I won't let Lance You hurt Hedy."

"Who says I'm going to hurt her?" Maggie endured the pain in her chest and took the test report from her bag, handing it to Lance. "I want to save her so that she can live well and marry you."