My husband, the judge, still doesn't know that I'm lying cold and stiff in the morgue. After a night of drinking at the bar, he lazily sent me a voice message: "Where have you disappeared to? I won my case, and I want to celebrate with you tonight." When I didn't reply immediately, he sent two more messages: "Not replying to me? What are you pretending for?" and "Just because I didn't help you with your case, you're ignoring me? That's pretty childish." I still didn't respond. Frustrated, he blocked my number. It wasn't until the third day, when he still hadn't heard from me, that he thought to check the hospital. He ran into a nurse as he arrived. When the nurse saw that it was my husband, she sneered. "Now you remember to look for your wife who died on the operating table?" Gu Shichuan paused, disbelief written all over his face as he looked at the nurse. "What did you say? Who died?" The nurse looked at Gu Shichuan as if he were an idiot. "Your wife, Sang Ning. I can't believe you call yourself her husband. Your wife was suffering from kidney failure, and you made her donate a kidney. That's practically a death sentence!" Upon hearing this, he went completely mad, frantically trying to call my phone. "Alright, I won't berate you anymore. Please, just talk to me, okay? Don't treat me like this; I'll go insane! Where did you go? Are you joking with me? Please, just send a message back." But he could never reach my phone again. We were supposed to grow old together, but as a judge, he decided to save his beloved Bai Yueguang, who had a terminal kidney disease, by awarding my kidney to her without my consent. I tried to explain to him that I had kidney failure and that another transplant would be fatal. Yet, he shouted at me with disdain: "Wanwan is so seriously ill, and you're here being jealous and seeking attention! Do you even have a heart?" Under his orders, I was forced to go through with the kidney transplant. Ultimately, due to the worsening kidney failure, I died miserably in a lonely corner of the hospital. While Gu Shichuan was outside Song Wanwan's hospital room, I was lying on the cold operating table, waiting in despair for the end. My body was covered in tubes, and the sound of the machines felt like death's call, reminding me it was time to go. As my heart monitor flatlined, the news of Song Wanwan's successful surgery came through, and the emergency light of the operating room dimmed. My eyes closed forever. Maybe my resentment was so strong that my spirit couldn't move on and stayed by Gu Shichuan's side. Watching him embrace the recovering Song Wanwan, tears of relief in his eyes, my heart sank into an abyss. I wanted to ask Gu Shichuan if, when we were both wheeled into the operating room, he ever worried about my life or death, even for a moment. The answer was no. After all, Gu Shichuan had dragged me to court for Song Wanwan's illness, hiring the most renowned lawyer in the field. Under his judgment, I lost. As they removed my kidney, the pain was so intense that sweat soaked my back. I called him, my voice pleading. "Husband, I'm sorry, okay? Please don't take my kidney. It hurts so much. I'm going to die." I, who had never backed down in front of Gu Shichuan, thought that if I admitted defeat and took on all the unfounded accusations, perhaps Gu Shichuan would spare my life for the sake of our five years together. But Gu Shichuan only sneered coldly over the phone. "The least you can do is admit you're wrong. Saving Wanwan's life is your fate. Don't think you can get away with this. Don't think that by giving your kidney to Wanwan, you won't have to apologize.Over the years, you've hurt Wanwan time and again.Once Wanwan is better, I'll settle the scores with you." "You want to die? Not before apologizing to Wanwan!" I tried to open my cracked lips, to deny those baseless accusations, but I was too exhausted. Gu Shichuan, seemingly unsatisfied, spat venomously at me. "You make me sick!" As the call ended, my heart sank to the depths, taking with it the feelings I had for Gu Shichuan over the five years. He said I was disgusting, yet when he married me, he lovingly promised he'd cherish me for a lifetime, that I was his first choice, his exception, and his preference. But with Song Wanwan, he'd forgotten about me, his wife.

Gu Shichuan gently caressed Song Wanwan's face, as if he were cradling a delicate piece of porcelain. "It's so good that you're alive... so good, " he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. His bloodshot eyes revealed that he hadn't slept all night, worrying over Song Wanwan. But in his concern for her, did he ever think that I was already dead? Song Wanwan forced a pale smile. "Ah Chuan, I'm sorry for making you worry. Where's Sang Ning? Is she still upset with me? I should apologize to her right away." As she spoke, she attempted to sit up, but her frail condition was obvious to anyone—except Gu Shichuan. True to form, Gu Shichuan gently pressed her back down, affectionately patting her head. "You little fool, it's Sang Ning who should apologize. You've done nothing wrong. You're always so kind, and that's why people take advantage of you." A nurse watching them couldn't help but tease, "You two are such a sweet couple." She then turned to Song Wanwan, "During your surgery, your husband waited in the corridor all night without leaving your side." Song Wanwan blushed, while Gu Shichuan's expression briefly froze, but he made no move to correct the misunderstanding. The nurse then shifted the topic with a deep sigh, "Unlike the patient on the operating table next door, who was alone from the moment they arrived. Even in death, there wasn't a single family member to take care of the body. So pitiful." Gu Shichuan's expression softened a bit, and hope flickered in my heart. If he could deduce that the unfortunate person was me, would he show some mercy and take care of my body? After a long pause, Gu Shichuan merely sighed, "That really is pitiful." My hope faded, and I laughed bitterly at myself. Gu Shichuan's heart and mind were entirely consumed by Song Wanwan. How could he possibly think of me? Gu Shichuan didn't linger on the topic. Instead, he followed the nurse as they moved Song Wanwan into her room. As they passed the operating room where my body lay, he hesitated, glancing inside. My cold body lay there, feet facing the door, preventing anyone from seeing my face. Yet, if Gu Shichuan looked closely, he would see the scar on my ankle—a mark from when I once saved him.

After Gu Shichuan and Song Wanwan entered the hospital room, Qin Xu came running from outside, brushing past Gu Shichuan. Qin Xu grabbed my hand, trembling, his voice shaking. He wanted to touch my hair, but as his fingertips met my cold forehead, tears streamed down his face. "You fool, if only you had chosen me, things might have turned out differently. At least you wouldn't be left with no one to care even in death." Seeing Qin Xu's weary and frantic appearance made my nose tingle with emotion. It seemed he had just returned from another province. Ever since I got married, Qin Xu had left this city. His reason back then was that Gu Shichuan couldn't tolerate him, and he didn't want to cause me unnecessary trouble. It was better for him to leave. I was an orphan, taken in by the Qin family when I was seven years old. Qin Xu was my nominal brother. Initially, he didn't like me, but as time went by, he treated me better. Back then, I broke ties with my adoptive parents for Gu Shichuan. The reason was simple: they wanted me to marry a business partner. I knew they adopted me not out of affection but merely because they needed someone for an arranged marriage. Qin Xu helped me escape from the Qin family. As for his feelings for me, I had known about them for a long time. Compared to marrying Gu Shichuan, I couldn't possibly marry Qin Xu, at least not with my adoptive parents' disapproval. Qin Xu took my body away. Meanwhile, Gu Shichuan was heading out to buy food for Song Wanwan because she suddenly craved a cake from her favorite bakery across town. Gu Shichuan got up without hesitation. Yet, back then, when I merely wanted a snack from the corner store, he couldn't be bothered to take a detour after work. When Qin Xu and Gu Shichuan crossed paths, my body was covered with a white cloth. Gu Shichuan and Qin Xu locked eyes; Gu Shichuan knew who Qin Xu was. "Step aside," Qin Xu said bluntly. After all, why should he be polite to someone who had a hand in my demise? Gu Shichuan's gaze was complicated as he stepped back.After all, it's customary to show respect for those who have passed. However, as Qin Xu turned, Gu Shichuan's eyes fell on my ankle. "Wait a moment!" Gu Shichuan seemed to remember something and chased after him. "The deceased... who are they to you?"