She Took My Rib for Her First Love

At the party before the wedding, Ursula Henson's childhood friend shoved me down the staircase.

Several ribs snapped on the spot, and one of them nearly pierced through my chest.

Ursula went pale with panic, calling in the best medical team that very night to save me.

I thought she was afraid of losing me.

But inside the operating room, I heard her calmly instruct the doctor:

“Make sure you keep him alive. Aaron Joyce's concert is only days away, and it absolutely cannot be dragged down by something this ugly.”