He Used My Blood to Save His First Love

"Please, just divorce me, okay?"

I pushed the divorce agreement toward him, my fingertips trembling.

But Evan didn't even glance at them. Right in front of me, he tore the papers in half, the shredded pieces hitting my face.

"Sophia, you owe Clara a life. Don't even think about getting away from it for the rest of your life."

He turned and pulled Clara into his arms. His voice was unbearably tender.

"Clara's body is fragile. Go clear out the master bedroom for her."

I stood there, didn't cry, didn't argue.

Three months ago, I was diagnosed with stage two stomach cancer.