Chapter 1

I let my boyfriend drain my blood to save his dream girl.

For seven years, I completed every humiliating request he made, and he still treated me like I was nothing.

But I wasn’t here for love.

I was here to save my dying husband in another world.

Now that I’ve finished the final task, they’re about to learn the price of taking me for granted.

When my wealthy boyfriend wanted to drain my blood to save his dream girl's life, everyone thought I would break up with him.

Instead, I voluntarily inserted the needle into my vein and agreed to the full blood transfusion surgery.

Those who had been waiting to see me humiliated now looked at me with shock and confusion in their eyes.

But after just a brief moment of silence, a burst of laughter erupted in the room.

"Evelyn, you're such a loyal dog! Seven years, and you're still so obedient to our Adrian."

"Adrian, how do you train her? Teach me too, I want to keep one for fun!"

"Nonsense, she's just a poor girl, what else does she have besides her looks? If she doesn't lower herself and cling to him, how else could she get close to a rich young master like Adrian?"

Suddenly, countless sharp and sarcastic words stabbed at me like blades without mercy.

But I endured it all with a blank expression.

After all, I had been in this world for exactly seven years and had long since grown accustomed to these rumors and gossip.

These people were all Adrian's fair-weather friends. To please Adrian, they never missed an opportunity to humiliate me over the past seven years, highlighting their pathetic sense of existence.

But I didn't care.

My purpose for coming to this world had always been only one thing.

That was to cure my husband's cancer.

Back then, he inhaled a large amount of toxic smoke while rescuing me from a fire.

In less than a year, his condition deteriorated from diagnosis to late-stage lung cancer.

In my despair, it was the system that appeared and told me.

As long as I willingly went to another world and fulfilled a thousand of Adrian's requests, the system could cure my husband's lung cancer, and I could return to the real world.

Seven years had passed, and this was Adrian's last request.

Let alone taking my blood, even if he wanted my life, so what?

After all, once the task was completed, this body would disappear anyway.

Thinking of this, I looked up at Adrian, expecting him to eagerly take me to the hospital as usual.

After all, in his eyes, I had been worth less than a strand of his dream girl Camilla's hair for all these years.

Previously, when Camilla failed to get a job, he demanded that I give up the interview opportunity I had worked hard to get, insisting I give up my spot for her.

When Camilla fell ill with a fever, he ordered me to go out and buy medicine at three in the morning during a typhoon.

When Camilla got drunk and had a car accident, he didn't hesitate to cross the line and make me take the blame for Camilla.

Each time, I completed his requests without complaint, but in return, I only received his increasingly cold gaze.

But this time, Adrian's pupils trembled slightly, his eyes filled with hesitation.

"Evelyn, I'm asking you one last time..."

"Are you serious?"

Among the crowd, Camilla noticed this and a flash of displeasure crossed her eyes.

But she quickly put on a sympathetic expression, pretending to walk forward and hold my hand, her tone full of guilt.

"Sister Evelyn, my leukemia has worsened. The doctor said I need a full blood transfusion to survive."

"Now in the whole city, you're the only one with the matching rare blood type."

"If you really replace all my blood alone, you might be drained dry, and you might even die..."

Camilla said halfway through but suddenly raised her head, looking as if she was about to cry.

"Ah, it's bad enough that I'm suffering alone, how could I drag you into this..."

As I watched her poor performance, I couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Seven years, and she's still the same.

Playing the victim, seeking sympathy, pushing all responsibility onto others.

But anyway, my task was about to be completed, so it didn't matter what she did.

Thinking of this, I just smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, Miss Camilla. I'm volunteering."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, and moreover..."

"I've said it countless times over these seven years, I'll fulfill whatever Adrian asks."

"This 600cc is enough for you to get through this period, so please accept it with peace of mind."

With that, I handed the blood bag to Adrian with blood on the corner of my mouth.

After all, I would soon be able to see my husband again, just thinking about it made me happy.

And curing Camilla's illness meant they could be together properly, it was a win-win situation, no one lost out.

But Adrian, who had been so arrogant moments ago, was now stunned for some reason.

He stared at me for a long time, as if seeing me for the first time.

After a while, he finally took the blood bag, though his voice was suddenly a bit hoarse for some reason.

"The surgery is tentatively scheduled for next week..."

"Take this money, don't collapse by then and prevent Camilla from having the surgery."

I looked at the check Adrian handed me, somewhat surprised.

In seven years, this was the first time Adrian had offered to compensate me.

However, I was about to return to my own world, so this money was completely useless to me.

I shook my head, refusing his kindness.

"I'm simply fulfilling your wish, I don't need money."

"Being able to help you is enough for me."

Hearing this, Adrian looked at me in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

I didn't bother to explain anything, just smiled at him and turned to leave.

But perhaps because I had just donated 600cc of blood, I felt a bit dizzy.

After walking a few steps, my high-heeled boots slipped on the smooth ice, and my already thin down jacket was torn by pebbles, letting the cold wind constantly blow in.

"Pfft—"

Seeing my sprained ankle, a burst of laughter immediately erupted around me.

"It was just 600cc, look how weak she is, she can't even walk. It's hilarious!"

"Alright, stop pretending to be fragile in front of our Adrian. You're just a poor girl who throws herself at him, do you really think you can climb the social ladder with such childish tricks?"

"That's right, she's just an outsider. Why should Adrian care about her? Adrian, let's go, I've called quite a few beauties for the next party, they're all waiting to meet you!"

Among the crowd, Camilla also secretly gave me a challenging smile, then hooked her arm through Adrian's and sat in his passenger seat.

I didn't say anything, just silently gritted my teeth and slowly stood up, leaning against the wall.

Such humiliation had become commonplace for me over the past seven years.

Just as I thought Adrian would leave with Camilla without looking back as he had done before, he suddenly stopped and walked over to me.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke in a low voice.

"Never mind, get in the car."

"I'll have the driver take you back."