My Ex-husband Regretted it After I Left Him

After donating bone marrow for my husband, Jake Hayes, I stumbled upon a viral video when I was at the hospital. "I entered the game, staking myself, all for the sake of making her willingly donate marrow for the one I love. In order for you to survive, I had to sacrifice my own love. Goodbye, my beloved."

The guy in the video had deep-set eyes and gently kissed the lips of a woman sleeping beside him. His actions were restrained yet full of affection.

In the comments, a lot of people lamented.

"Finally, a bittersweet ending where he can grow old with his love."

"But the poor woman who donated the bone marrow probably remains unaware of the truth."

I stared at the face I had been close to for months, feeling a dull ache in my side from the puncture.

I went through the discharge procedures myself.

I said goodbye to everyone at the orphanage.

But after I completely vanished from Jake's world, he was determined to find me, even if it meant searching high and low.

...

Just as I received the discharge papers from the front desk, a familiar voice called from behind me. "Molly? Didn't you just have surgery? What are you doing here?"

It was Jake.

I was panicked and hid the documents behind my back. I tried to maintain composure, but my mind went blank. I couldn't find a suitable excuse at that moment.

Jake seemed to sense something and said in a normal tone before I spoke, "The doctor said bone marrow transplant surgery is risky and requires lengthy preparation. I won't be able to undergo it for a few days."

I quickly realized that he hadn't known I had watched that video.

He didn't know I was already aware of the truth.

"Okay." I didn't expose him.

"Oh, by the way," he asked, "why aren't you resting in the hospital room? Where are you going?"

"There is an urgent matter in the orphanage." I didn't want to say more.

Jake frowned and said, "You're hospitalized. Why are they still bothering you?"

I found it amusing.

Wasn't I hospitalized because he gave my bone marrow to another woman?

Why did he bother pretending to care about me now?

I recalled how I first met Jake at the hospital's billing desk.

The director of the orphanage had a sudden medical emergency. After sending her to the operating room, I rushed to pay the medical fees when I accidentally bumped into someone in line.

I apologized while picking up the scattered documents.

Jake remained silent. He looked cold as he retrieved his papers without glancing at me.

I thought that minor incident would end there.

But half a month later, Jake unexpectedly contacted me and began pursuing me.

Eventually, we naturally ended up together, leading to today.

Now I finally understood why he suddenly changed his attitude.

He was always searching for suitable bone marrow for Freda.

After discovering I was a match, he