Faking Poverty to Steal My Kidney? Enjoy Your Ruin!

Chapter 1

1,318 words

My boyfriend was heavily in debt. Out of pure love, I willingly became a VIP club hostess to support him.

For three years, I threw away my dignity to pour drinks for rich men. Yet, even when I was pregnant, my boyfriend’s loan shark set his eyes on me.

The loan shark wanted me to sleep with him to clear the debt. He dragged me toward a back room.

Thinking of the baby in my belly, I struggled with everything I had. In the chaos, my boyfriend blocked a knife for me. Blood poured from his wound.

I broke down, crying hysterically. He comforted me, whispering, "I’ll never let anyone hurt you or our baby again."

At the hospital, the doctor told me his kidney was ruptured. He needed an immediate transplant, or he would die.

Still blinded by love, I donated one of my kidneys to him.

But right after the surgery, while I was still weak, I overheard a conversation between my boyfriend and his loan shark outside my door.

"That was a brilliant move, Mr. Vance! It was so easy to get that club girl to willingly give up her kidney."

"It’s an honor for her to save Blair’s life," my boyfriend's cold voice replied.

"But Mr. Vance, she’s still pregnant. What if it hurts the baby? It’s your blood, after all. Is that really okay?"

"A woman who works in a place like that... the kid wouldn't be clean anyway."