On the day I was diagnosed with uremia, my husband asked me to donate a kidney to his one true love.

I turned him down, claiming I wasn’t feeling well.

I didn’t expect him, my own husband, who was a doctor, to drag me to trial. The charge? Ingratitude.

If found guilty, I would be executed on the spot, my kidney forcibly harvested, my soul condemned for eternity.

But if the charges were dismissed, my husband would face immediate execution. His love would fall into ruin, plagued by illness and poverty.

Everyone pressured me to confess.

After all, when I nearly died in a car crash years ago, it was her blood transfusion that had pulled me back from the brink of death.

But what they didn’t know was… I had been reborn.

In my past life, I died never knowing my husband and his lover had orchestrated the car crash that nearly killed me.

Now that I had returned, I would tear off their masks and expose their malice for all to see.

In the courtroom.

My husband, Joseph Miller, gazed at his one true love with an anxious expression, his eyes full of confusion. "Quin Olson! How did you turn so cruel now? Don't you know that Helly is suffering from severe kidney failure? If she doesn't get a transplant, she'll die!"

The "Helly Shaw" Joseph referred to was, of course, his precious true love. Helly leaned against Joseph, tears streaming down her face.

"That's right, Quin. When you were in that car accident, I didn't even hesitate before donating my blood to you. But now that I'm sick, you won't even spare me a kidney? I really don't want to make things hard for you, Quin. I just want to live…"

Seeing that I didn't react at all, Helly cried even harder. I looked up at the two of them, my face completely expressionless. It took me a while to realize that… I had been reborn.

In my last life and right here in this courtroom, Joseph and Helly had twisted everything around and labeled me as ungrateful. Judgment had been rendered. My husband, who was also a doctor, had personally conducted the surgery and taken out my kidney while I was still alive in front of billions of viewers worldwide. The searing pain had swept through my body, dragging me into utter despair.

As I collapsed helplessly to the floor, I had crawled inch by inch to Joseph's feet using the last of my strength, crying and begging, "Joseph… Please save me… It… It hurts so much…"

The platform in the courtroom had been covered in my blood. It was a blinding scarlet. I didn't even have the strength to speak as my voice faded to the point I couldn't hear it anymore.

I don't remember what I said in the end. I just remembered it feeling so, so cold.

"Joseph… am I dying?"

All I had gotten in response was a cold scoff from Joseph. "You refused to donate a kidney to Helly, so this is what you get for returning hate for love. Besides, you have two kidneys, don't you? Why are you being so dramatic? Helly just had a transplant, and she is weak. I have to take her home now. Don't make a scene."

But I had only had one kidney left… If only, back then…

Just before I lost consciousness, I had seen the smug satisfaction in Helly's eyes.

"Let me tell you the truth, Quin. We have never had any deep bond between us. I've been with your husband for a long time. And not only that, Joseph and I are the ones who planned the car accident that almost took your life. Too bad you survived back then. But honestly, it doesn't matter now, because you're about to die anyway. Hahaha…"

Scenes from my previous life flashed through my mind, over and over again. Without realizing it, I clenched my fists, and a hint of hatred burned in my eyes.

Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time, Joseph's brow furrowed. His face was full of anger as he questioned me, "Quin! I never thought you were such a heartless and ungrateful woman! Have you forgotten everything Helly has done for us? When you were in that car crash, if it hadn't been for Helly transfusing her blood to you, you would've died… Understand?!

"Anyone can refuse Helly's request, but not you! You owe her your life! Now that she needs a matching kidney, what's wrong with me asking you for one?"

In my past life, these words from Joseph had filled me with guilt. Helly really had saved me during that critical moment. Yet now, I couldn't repay her because of my own selfishness.

So, before the judge could even give me a chance to defend myself, I had immediately confessed to being "ungrateful".

But this time, I knew exactly what kind of person Joseph was.

I let out a bitter laugh and held my ground.

The familiar sound of the courtroom bell rang.

"The trial is about to begin. Silence in the courtroom."

The presiding judge struck the gavel, swept a cold gaze over the room, and began reading out the procedure for the trial.

"The plaintiff is Joseph Miller. The defendant is Quin Olson. The charge is ingratitude. For this trial, whoever makes the claim must provide the evidence. Next, four segments of the plaintiff, Joseph Miller's memories, will be shown publicly. The verdict will be decided by a public vote. No party is allowed to withdraw during the trial. Anyone who does will be executed on the spot."

Following the judge's announcement that the court was now in session, the courtroom began to broadcast the first segment of Joseph's memories.

Joseph and I had started a company together.

Back then, the company was just getting off the ground. The two of us were so busy every day that we hardly had time to care for our daughter. Both of our parents happened to be back in their hometowns, too.

I was worried about leaving my daughter at home alone. So, I shoved her into Helly's arms and said, "Aren't you always acting like a saint and looking after my husband? Well, you can take care of my daughter, too. Oh, she can't have any of that cheap formula. Make sure you buy the one that costs one hundred a can."

Helly looked at me, wanting to speak. But in the end, she just nodded tearfully. Meanwhile, I stretched out on the couch, air-conditioning blasting and laughing out loud as I watched the television.

"Helly, go cut me some fruit!"

"Helly, I only eat grapes if they're peeled! Go peel them!"

"Helly! What did you just cook? Redo it!"

I called for Helly nearly every minute, and I would have her redo anything I wasn't satisfied with.

At home, I had Helly. At the office, I had Joseph. I completely stopped caring about anything.

The next day, I texted Joseph, then left for a beach vacation without a second thought.

At the company, Joseph was so busy he barely slept for days.

At home, our daughter cried every day. Helly even had to keep an eye on her while using the bathroom.

One day, while rushing to make some milk using the formula, Helly accidentally poured boiling water over her own hand. Finally, she broke down crying and begged, "Quin! Please come home and check on the baby already! I have too much on my plate! Just come home for a few days. Once I recover, I'll take care of her again, okay?"

I simply sneered, "You moron. If you can't manage it, just hire a nanny. You get paid, don't you? Oh, and by the way, the company has some capital issues, and Joseph was so worried he couldn't sleep."

The moment Helly transferred her salary to me, I ordered an extravagant seafood platter.

Meanwhile, the livestream filled up with a flood of viewers.

[Goodness. What a nice woman. She's not even with her ex-husband anymore, but she's still helping him look after his kid. I'm about to cry here.]

[Wow, does Quin even have a conscience?]

[Seriously, what's wrong with her? How can she treat someone who's helping her out of the kindness of her heart like a maid?]

[I'm going to keep watching. Quin doesn't look like someone so wicked. Maybe there's something more to this story, right?]

-

"Order in the court!" The judge's voice rang out. "Now, I will present the second segment of the plaintiff, Joseph's memories."

The scene changed.

I was bleeding heavily at the scene of a car accident. There was blood everywhere, bright and scarlet.

Joseph and Helly arrived just in time. They called for an ambulance and followed it all the way to the hospital.

During the emergency treatment, the hospital's blood bank ran low. There was no time to ask for a transfer from another blood bank.

Helly rolled up her sleeves without hesitation. "Take mine."

"The patient has RH-negative blood, and it's a rare blood type. You'll need to take a test to confirm your blood type."

"No need! I know I'm RH-negative. Use mine!" In the end, Helly still had to be tested at the doctor's insistence.

On the operating table, Helly had given so much blood that her face was ghostly pale, her lips turning purple. Eventually, she collapsed from exhaustion.

When I woke up, Joseph was at my bedside, his eyes full of worry. "You're finally awake. Do you know how much you owe Helly for saving you this time? You lost a lot of blood, and the hospital ran out of blood mid-treatment. If it weren't for Helly, you wouldn't have survived! I've always told you that Helly is a good person. She watched our daughter until she got sick, and you still treated her terribly. She even bought you all kinds of supplements."

I glanced at the table and swept all the supplements to the floor without a second thought. Bottles shattered everywhere. "This cheap stuff? You think I'm a fool? Please, if she really has the money, then she should have bought me something better. I'm going to have a word with her."

With that, I stormed into Helly's hospital ward. Helly lay weakly on the hospital bed. I slapped her awake, grabbed her ear, and said, "Giving me blood was the least you could do. Who told you to pretend to be so nice all the time? And your hospital room is way too expensive! Aren't we supposed to be friends? Friends are supposed to help each other!

"Staying in a room like this is a waste of money. Save the money to buy my daughter the best formula and diapers!"

Then, I dragged Helly up by the ear, off her bed, and ordered her to go home and look after my daughter.

Helly held my daughter in one arm while sweeping the floor with the other. She could barely stand and pleaded through tears, "Quin, I just donated blood to you, and I feel very awful. Can you let me rest a bit?"

I sneered. "It's just a little blood. You're not going to die, so quit whining and clean up! If you rest, who's going to take care of my daughter?"

With that, I tossed a handful of pumpkin seed shells onto the floor with a wave of my hand and pointed at her. "Clean this up! And be careful while you're working. Don't you dare drop my daughter. She's precious!"

As soon as Helly finished sweeping, I spat out another mouthful of shells. Helly looked at me, her expression one of pity.

I sneered, grabbed a used diaper from the trash, and pressed it onto her face. "Stop with the act! Hurry up and clean! I'll beat you if you don't work faster, you worthless trash."

The moment this segment of memory finished playing, the entire courtroom erupted in outrage.

[My! This woman is pure evil! She still made Helly take care of her daughter after Helly saved her life!]

[Does she have any normal human decency at all?]

[My blood pressure is through the roof! Helly helped them so much when they were at their lowest, and this is how she repays her?!]

[Darn it! I'm definitely voting her guilty! She needs to learn what ingratitude will cost her!]

-

For a moment, the comments and spectators went wild as the screen was flooded with angry remarks.

I took off my shoe and hurled it at the spectators off the platform, spitting at their faces.

"Shut up! What do you bunch of shameless nobodies know? It's her good luck that I even allow her to work for me at all! Not only is she not grateful, but she even set me up for trial? You're all just like Helly, if you ask me—desperate to steal someone else's spouse! That's right… Only homewreckers will defend other homewreckers! All of you are so pathetic!"

The anger among the spectators intensified, and some were on the verge of rushing up to me and hitting me.

Just then, the third segment of memories began to play.