The livestream was split in two frames, and I recognized one half of it—I had asked the doctor to film the video when I sold my blood.

Andy was crying his eyes out when he found out what I did, swearing that he would always be good to me and never let me down.

But in the livestream where Andy was reacting in real time, he was watching the video of me donating my blood in disgust.

The thought left my chest feeling crushed, and I couldn't breath.

So all those moments of happiness I felt were lies.

I tried to fight back my emotions, but my fingers couldn't stop shaking even as I tapped to play the livestream.

Hence, the video of me donating my blood started playing, while on the other hand, Andy was leaning into the arms of the women around him, while discussing my reaction with the friends he had supposedly fallen out with.

On top of that, the livestream topped the list, while the other videos at best had a few hundred or a few thousands views at best.

And in the video, every face was an heir or heiress from rich or powerful families.

"Oh, this is amazing! All Andy has to do is say that he's sick, and she's selling her blood for him!"

"On the sixteenth prank, she fell into the ocean… And on the fifteenth, she was sent flying in a car crash! Why is she so hard to kill?"

"Well, Andy already made it clear that if she survives until the end, he will marry her and swear off women!"

"One month to go! Will she die from the pranks, or marry into the Lawson family with pomp and circumstance?"

"I'm betting fifty mil that she dies tragically! Hahaha!"

"Kill her already! Or what, are you going to marry her?"

"Exactly! She's so stupid—what can she do even if she was brought to your family? Be your maid?"

"Pfft! What? Isn't she a maid already?"

That was when Andy frowned and said coolly, "I will marry her. She's smart and not stupid at all!"

I watched him intently from the other end of the screen, but his expression was cold, unlike his usually mild and clingy nature.

That was when someone blurted, "Oh, shit! Did you just take her side? Did that chick drug you or something?"

Andy stayed silent, while Sunny snickered, folding his arms before his chest with an expression of loftiness.

"Come on, what are you thinking?" He asked. "Don't you boys know my cousin? Mandy is the only one for him, while others are no more than cheap flings!"

"The prank was the only way Andy could get those crystal shoes that Mandy liked, or he wouldn't be hanging out with some bumpkin for five years!"

That was when my phone screen blacked out as the battery was flat.

I hung my head, sobbing endlessly as my love for Andy faded in turn.

So that was it? Andy toyed with me like a circus monkey just to get Mandy a pair of shoes?!

Still, my thoughts were interrupted by the coughs from inside Andy's hospital room, and he soon called out, "Jane? I'm thirsty!"

I wiped away the tears off my face and composed myself, and picked up the thermos flask as I entered Andy's hospital room.

He was pale as he reclined against the bed, hacking violently into a bin.

As I poured him a glass of water, his eyes lit up.

Wrapping a hand around my waist, he leveled me a miserable look as he asked, "Baby, does it hurt selling your blood? Just wait—once I'm better, we're getting married."

I used to imagine our future together once I heard such words, but now I only felt disgust.

Still, I fought against my heartache and feigned ignorance in reply, "Alright, then you get better soon."

Hearing that, he took his pills with a look of content and went to sleep.

I then took the bottle of pills to the doctor for a lab test, and she told me that those were just vitamin pills—not for cancer.

Overwhelmed, I passed out.

When I woke up, the doctor told me she gave me a full-body checkup and discovered that my lung cancer had relapsed. Fortunately, it was still at an early stage and she suggested getting treated abroad.

I said I would think about it, and headed to the nurse's station to make beef stew.

When I took it to Andy, he slid the beef into my bowl. "You have to eat—you need to heal before you can sell your blood again."

He looked at me then, as if he really cared about me.

There weren't extra beds in the room so I had to sleep at a park again.

Before I left, I gave him my medical history and said, "Read it after I'm gone."

He got up and hugged me then. "Don't go, baby."

The gesture softened my heart, and I couldn't help asking, "Did you do something that might upset me?"

He paused, but gave me a peck on my lips in five seconds and smiled. "With a girlfriend like you? Even the powers that be will intervene if I tried."

Once again, I found myself disappointed in him.

He was still lying to me, even now.

Still, I tousled his hair and smiled. "I knew you'd never lie to me."

After I left his room, I poured the stew he had given me into a chute.

Trash should end up where trash should be. Even the food he gave me disgusted me now.

I sat on the stairs in front of the entrance and called my mother. I quickly told her when she picked up, "I'll go abroad to join you!"

She was already worried about a relapse three years ago and had insisted I go abroad to recuperate, but I refused for this so-called love.

She was so upset that she hadn't contacted me for years, so I was ready for her to reject me.

However, that familiar voice was nagging right away, " Have you gotten your passport? Tell me when are you coming, so I can pick you up at the airport!"

All the grief I had been feeling swelled within me, and my tears welled up in my eyes.

Still, I said, "I'll be coming in a month. It's my fifth anniversary with Andy soon, and I want to give him a huge surprise—one he'd never forget for the rest of his life."

-

After I was gone, Andy quickly stopped pretending, throwing my medical slip into a bin without looking.

However, he frowned when he remembered what I had said.

After hesitating for a while, he tapped on his livestream account.

Seeing the view count and photos of me selling my blood at the black market, he was at once relieved—after all, he thought I was so stupid I'd never catch on!

But just in case, he turned off the livestream.

Sunny promptly called him, "Why did you turn the livestream off? It's just a month until the prank is finished!"

Andy looked outside the window as he growled through his teeth, "I regret everything. But if any of you tell Jane about the prank, I will cut you up!"

Sunny was clearly stupefied, but soon pressed, "Do you know what you're doing?! Have you thought about how Mandy would feel?!"

Andy hung up, annoyed.

He turned toward the door, thinking to himself that he would keep things up for the crystal shoes, but this time he was not getting them for Mandy Stiles.

It was just one month left now, and he would propose to his silly baby soon!