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| Body | "Let's get a divorce. I'm not giving her another blood transfusion." Joanna looked at his indifferent back and said calmly.<br /> "She's your biological sister. How can you say that? You just can't stand seeing her doing well, can you? Bradley stopped abruptly and opened his mouth. His tone was so harsh that it stabbed her heart.<br /> "This will be the last time. After today, don't ever come to me even if she dies."<br /> "If I had known you were such a ruthless woman, I would never have married you!"<br /> Hearing his cold and sarcastic words, Joanna sneered.<br /> "Congratulations. From now on, I will no longer be part of the Sutton family. I don't wanna be Mrs. Sutton or Miley's mobile blood bank anymore."<br /> Joanna looked at Bradley, who frowned deeply, and turned away.<br /> ————————<br /> "Where are you?"<br /> By the time Joanna received the fifth notification, Bradley Sutton, her husband, had run out of patience.<br /> Ring ring ring.<br /> Her phone kept ringing non-stop.<br /> Finally, on the fourth ring, Joanna picked up the phone.<br /> "Come to the hospital now. Miley needs blood!"<br /> His cold, hasty voice came over the phone. Joanna muttered, "I just gave her blood the day before yesterday..."<br /> "You got twenty minutes."<br /> "I'm not feeling well today..."<br /> Beep beep beep.<br /> Before she could explain, Bradley had mercilessly hung up.<br /> Joanna looked at the IV drip on her left-hand side and finally gave a wry smile on the bed.<br /> Due to giving Miley Reed 500ml of blood the day before yesterday, she passed out at home early this morning. If the maid hadn't contacted the family doctor in time, she would probably have died.<br /> Yet Bradley did not give any information about her, demanding her to do the blood transfusion again.<br /> It was no different from killing her!<br /> Joanna's tears fell on the phone screen, blurring the word "Hubby" on the contacts.<br /> ***<br /> "Joanna, why are you still lying here instead of cleaning? Are you slacking off?"<br /> When Joanna opened her eyes, she saw Bradley's sister, Lorie Sutton, rushing into the bedroom. Lorie ignored the drip on her hand, pointed at her, and scolded her.<br /> "Do you have any idea what time it is? And it's drowning in trash downstairs! You didn't work yesterday, and you're still goofing around today?"<br /> "I'm not..." Joanna coughed and tried to deny it subconsciously.<br /> "I get it. You don't want to give Miley a blood transfusion, so you're pretending to be sick!" An idea struck Lorie. She folded her arms before her chest with a look of disgust and scorn.<br /> Because of Lorie's high volume, the maids outside began to whisper.<br /> Joanna held her dizzy head and tried to sit up, while Lorie continued with a sneer.<br /> "You don't want to save Miley, right? Trying to feign illness to get Bradley back? Nice try! He gives you at least 1.6 million dollars so that you can stay healthy and give Miley a blood transfusion. Stop acting to be so delicate! You get to marry into our family only because you and Miley both have Rh-negative blood. You're nothing but a shameless home wrecker!"<br /> Then Lorie looked at the maids outside and said, "Leave the chores to her. Since she didn't work today, she doesn't deserve to eat. Tell those in the kitchen not to prepare for her share today."<br /> With that, Lorie sneered and left.<br /> Joanna felt frustrated. A sense of sadness and embarrassment overwhelmed her.<br /> Lorie's words were like a sword that was thrust straight into her heart.<br /> She was Miley's mobile blood bank, and she had long accepted her fate. It was Bradley's condition of marrying her.<br /> Yet ... home wrecker?<br /> Of the ten years Joanna had known Bradley, she had a crush on him for seven and was married to him for three. Swallowing her pride, she served him and his family like a maid, always making compromises. Eventually, she even lost herself.<br /> All her sacrifices ended up in vain. At the end of the day, she was still considered a home wrecker.<br /> A bitter smile curved Joanna's lips.<br /> The marriage she worked so hard to maintain turned out to be a farce in the eyes of others.<br /> In this absurd marriage, she was spurned and reviled.<br /> She was nothing but a failure.<br /> Her phone buzzed again. She glanced at the screen and froze in situ.<br /> "You bimbo! You think marrying Bradley makes him yours? Look carefully and see who he belongs to!"<br /> A photo was attached, in which Bradley and Miley were touching. It only captured his side face, looking cold and handsome, yet with a closer look, there was a hint of tenderness.<br /> She had never seen Bradley like this.<br /> Judging from the background and the watermark, the photo was taken last night in a hotel.<br /> Joanna felt suffocated.<br /> She stared at the cruel text and the photo, fighting back her tears.<br /> If it was a farce, she ought to put an end to it as soon as possible.<br /> She called Bradley, and he soon picked up.<br /> "You're late, Joanna!" It was the angry rebuke she had expected from him.<br /> She turned the volume on her phone to maximum and spoke calmly, "Bradley Sutton."<br /> It was the first time she had called him by his full name.<br /> "Joanna, you've got 800 thousand dollars already!" He was implying that she should be grateful.<br /> She could image the look on Bradley's face just by listening to his icy voice. His jaw must be set, his lips pressing into a thin line. He always had that expression when he was mad.<br /> As if didn't hear her, Bradley hissed again, "You..."<br /> "Bradley Sutton.<br /> "I'm not giving her another blood transfusion."<br /> "What do you want?"<br /> "What do I want..." Joanna tilted her head back to hold back her tears and removed the drip from her left hand.<br /> "I want her dead!"<br /> With that, she made a big decision.<br /> She said in a hoarse voice, "Meet me at the gate of the courthouse in twenty minutes.<br /> "Let's get a divorce."<br /> Then Joanna hung up the phone. She closed her eyes, covered her face, and burst into tears...<br /> Joanna changed her clothes, took another look at the place where she had lived for three years, and came downstairs with empty hands.<br /> When she passed the living room, she saw Lorie sitting on the sofa. At the sight of Joanna, Lorie mocked, "Well, well. I guess someone is giving in eventually. Can't say no to money, huh?"<br /> Joanna ignored her and walked on.<br /> She didn't want to live like this anymore. Everything would come to an end today.<br /> "Hey! Are you deaf?<br /> "You'd better not come back! Or I'll make you pay!"<br /> Lorie's exasperated voice sounded behind Joanna. Joanna stopped in her tracks, turned back, and said, "Who cares?"<br /> Enduring the physical discomfort, Joanna left in Lorie's loud abuse and drove to the courthouse alone.<br /> At 10 a.m., Joanna sat alone in a corner of the packed courthouse and waited quietly.<br /> After 40 minutes, Bradley showed up.<br /> He strode forward and stood in front of her with anger and coldness. "What are you up to this time?" he asked in a low voice.<br /> Joanna looked up at him, her face pale. Since Bradley stood against the light, she found it hard to see his facial features clearly.<br /> Yet she knew that he was furious right now.<br /> She felt a little dizzy and slowly supported herself up with the handle of the chair.<br /> Regaining her balance, Joanna said, "I don't want to give her another blood transfusion."<br /> Bradley's cold face darkened, and there was a clear warning in his expression. "You've got the money, Joanna. Be sensible.<br /> "Don't tax my patience."<br /> "Then let's get a divorce. You don't have to put up with me."<br /> He said nothing.<br /> Seeing her so stubborn, Bradley was furious again. He tugged irritably at his tie.<br /> "You've tested my limits again and again. Joanna, I've let you get your way too frequently these days!"<br /> Joanna's heart trembled. She only realized now that she never meant anything to him.<br /> She stared at him with persistence, struggle, as well as deep grievances.<br /> "Yes, you're right. I'm being insensible.<br /> "Let's divorce now so that I won't waste your time."<br /> "OK! Good for you! You'd better not be sorry!" Bradley was so pissed off that he laughed.<br /> "It's probably the best decision I've ever made in my life," Joanna muttered to herself.<br /> When holding the divorce certificate in her hand, she froze in situ for a while. Those memories came back vividly to her mind.<br /> In the end, she felt relieved.<br /> Everything was over today.<br /> From now on, the name Bradley Sutton would no longer be her nightmare.<br /> "Even if you regret it now, it's too late. Go get Miley a blood transfusion now." Seeing Joanna standing where she was, Bradley figured she was repenting. With a sneer, he turned and walked straight on.<br /> Joanna looked at his indifferent back and said calmly.<br /> "This will be the last time. After today, don't ever come to me even if she dies."<br /> Bradley stopped abruptly and opened his mouth. His tone was so harsh that it stabbed her heart.<br /> "She's your biological sister. How can you say that? You just can't stand seeing her doing well, can you?<br /> "If I had known you were such a ruthless woman, I would never have married you!"<br /> Hearing his cold and sarcastic words, Joanna sneered.<br /> "Congratulations. From now on, I will no longer be part of the Sutton family.<br /> "I don't wanna be Mrs. Sutton or Miley's mobile blood bank anymore."<br /> Joanna looked at Bradley, who frowned deeply, and turned away.<br /> She thought, "You've used my blood for years, Miley. It's time to pay!"<br /> Bradley looked at Joanna's skinny and determined back in a daze. He suddenly found her strange.<br /> He thought, "Is that who she really is? What is the real her?<br /> "Is she a tender, considerate housewife like she used to be? Or that's just her pretense? She's actually aggressive, cold-blooded, and cruel like she is now?"<br /> Bradley's eyes gradually darkened. The feeling of her slipping out of his control distressed him.<br /> ***<br /> Joanna didn't know what Bradley was thinking. She drove straight to the hospital and went to Miley's room, knowing her way.<br /> Miley was in a wheelchair, and the nurse was about to take her to a checkup. Seeing Joanna, Miley sneered while saying warmly, "Joanna, you're here..."<br /> "You want to be Mrs. Sutton?"<br /> Joanna sounded cold.<br /> Before Miley could finish, Joanna grabbed her hair and ripped her out of her wheelchair, slamming her head against the wall.<br /> "What are you talking about... Let go of me!" Miley was struggling and screaming.<br /> Bradley quickly stepped forward and helped Miley to her feet.<br /> "Joanna, you're crazy!" His voice was tinged with irrepressible anger.<br /> She looked at the way he held Miley in his arms and wobbled.<br /> It turned out that he cared about Miley so much.<br /> She smiled at herself self-mockingly and silently squeezed her nails into her palms, forcing herself to stand up straight.<br /> Miley weakly leaned against Bradley's arms, holding her swollen forehead with one hand, and there were tears hanging from her eyelashes. She looked nothing but aggrieved. "Joanna, you got me wrong. I never want to be Mrs. Sutton..."<br /> Joanna sneered.<br /> "Miley, I know you too well."<br /> "Joanna, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Miley's pale face looked innocent, but with a closer look, there was also a hint of sarcasm and defiance.<br /> "Really?" Joanna asked calmly, with a chill in her eyes that was never seen before.<br /> Miley was slightly stunned when she saw the usually weak Joanna suddenly behaving so strangely.<br /> Before Miley could think further, Joanna had already tossed the phone in front of Bradley.<br /> Bradley saw the two people touching in the photo, and his face darkened immediately.<br /> Miley's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Joanna to be so bold as to show Bradley the photo and text just like that. Wasn't Joanna worried that Bradley might get furious?<br /> Seeing how gloomy Bradley was, Miley panicked finally. Yet she managed to calm down and spoke.<br /> "Joanna... This is?"<br /> "Can't you tell? The text says that I, Joanna Reed, don't get to be Mrs. Sutton. I'm a home wrecker.<br /> "Who do you think sent the text? And the attached photo. How come someone sent your intimate photo to me?<br /> "Do you want me to describe it to you? In the photo, there's a man and a woman at the hotel last night..."<br /> Joanna described expressionlessly. In the past, she might not have embarrassed Bradley to his face.<br /> There was a faint murmur of discussion in the distance around them.<br /> "Enough!"<br /> Bradley was not an idiot. Hearing Joanna's words, he knew that it was Miley who sent the photo.<br /> His face was cold and angry as never before, and the throbbing veins on his forehead showed that his patience had run out.<br /> This time, Joanna did nothing but stare at him without blinking, and she had no intention of dodging away.<br /> Then she looked at Miley calmly.<br /> "I'm not a home wrecker. I married into the Sutton family fair and square, and I will leave with an untainted reputation now. Since you want the title of Mrs. Sutton so badly, it's yours.<br /> "Remember. I don't want it!" Joanna said word by word.<br /> His chest heaved for a while. Just as he opened his mouth, Miley grabbed his arm with hers and said, about to cry, "Bradley... Trust me, OK? I didn't do that. I never want to be Mrs. Sutton.<br /> "I didn't take the photo, and I surely didn't send it. I bet it's Hailee. She never likes Joanna. I tried to talk to her so many times, but she just wouldn't listen. I swear it's her. You know I wouldn't do such a thing. If ... if Leonel was still with us..." Miley couldn't go on and burst into tears.<br /> Bradley remembered the dying words of Leonel Sutton, his brother, who had died young to save him. Then he slowly calmed down.<br /> "Doctor, get her checked out and get her ready for a blood transfusion."<br /> "Bradley, please talk to Joanna and talk things out. Don't fight because of me. I will no longer accept Joanna's blood. I will die before having her blood. Please! Don't fight ever again because of me."<br /> Miley grabbed Bradley's arm, refusing to let go. Coupled with her swollen forehead and tears, Joanna knew that she lost again.<br /> Every time, when Miley cried, she would definitely lose.<br /> He looked at Joanna and tried to say something, but Joanna turned to look at the doctor behind him.<br /> "Does she need blood for a sprained foot?"<br /> The doctor was caught off guard and was flustered for a second. Meeting Bradley's cold eyes, he hastily explained, "It's ... not like that. Ms. Reed fell upstairs last night and sprained her ankle, and her back was injured, too. She lost a lot of blood."<br /> "Is that so?" Joanna went forward slowly.<br /> "Yes..."<br /> "The operating room is ready, Mr. Sutton."<br /> "Joanna, we'll talk later. Go inside now," Bradley said while seeing Joanna approaching.<br /> "I'm done with you. Yet..."<br /> Without even looking at him, Joanna lifted Miley's clothes on her back neatly and quickly.<br /> Miley screamed.<br /> She tugged at her clothes hastily.<br /> Yet it was too late.<br /> Her back was immediately exposed to everyone's eyes. It was tender and fair without even a trace of bruising, let alone wound or blood loss.<br /> The ward fell silent at once.<br /> The doctor tried hard to stop his legs from trembling, and his lips quivered as he tried to explain, whereas Joanna sneered.<br /> "She hurt her back? More like she hurt her brain!"<br /> "Joanna... Bradley... It's not the case. I really fell off. The doctor got it wrong. I didn't hurt my back, I hurt my leg..." seeing Bradley's dark, suspicious gaze, Miley explained in a panic. She even rolled up her trouser leg to reveal her calf, which was bound with gauze.<br /> Yet Joanna had already lost the patience to play along. Joanna interrupted her, "No matter where you 'hurt' yourself, I don't care anymore. From now on, you won't be my sister, and you won't be the second daughter of the Reed family."<br /> Miley was surprised at what Joanna said, and then Miley's eyes flashed with sarcasm and disdain. She thought, "You're just a branch of the Reed family. Stop acting like you're so noble! Who cares?"<br /> Joanna continued, "And mobile blood bank? At least try it with someone else. I'm done!"<br /> Her voice echoed in the narrow corridor, calm and cold.<br /> With those words, Joanna looked at Bradley with an ironic smile and then turned away without stopping.<br /> After getting out of the hospital, she stopped at the door. It was higher than 30 degrees Celsius outside, but she felt no warmth.<br /> She could barely hold on. She was so weak that she fell on the hospital steps.<br /> She used her bloodless hands to shield her from the glare of the sun, and she felt dizzy. Tears ran through her fingers.<br /> Her three years as well as her obsession ended so ridiculously.<br /> She was such a failure.<br /> ***<br /> In the luxurious and tasteful oversized room, Joanna woke up slowly.<br /> Looking at the familiar decorations in the room, she suddenly realized that the past was like a dream she had had. The dream was nothing but ridiculous and frustrating.<br /> Tears once again made her eyes red.<br /> "You're still a kid."<br /> A solemn voice with some vicissitudes sounded. Joanna looked back and saw a serious, loving old man standing at the door with his cane. She didn't know how long he had been waiting.<br /> Joanna choked again.<br /> "Grandpa..."<br /> The Reed family was a century-old family in South City, rich and prestigious.<br /> The man standing at the door was Payton Reed, the major head of the Reed family with the greatest power. Joanna was his granddaughter, and he had pampered her since she was a girl. Seeing that she was now so sad for a man, he was both angry and distressed.<br /> He couldn't bear to punish his granddaughter, and he wanted to take it all out on Bradley, the guy who hurt her so deeply. He wished he could take his cane to beat Bradley hard.<br /> Joanna had always been the apple of his eye, and he raised her all these years. Now that she was so aggrieved, of course, he was angry, yet he felt sorry for her more.<br /> Seeing Payton approaching her, she got out of bed and fell to her knees, crying so hard that she couldn't stop.<br /> "There, there. Good girl, Joanna. Stop crying...<br /> "I'll ask Jerold to deal with him! I won't stop till I kick him out of South City!"<br /> "Grandpa..." Listening to Payton's doting words and comfort, Joanna gradually stopped crying.<br /> Payton held her up and patted her on the head. "Don't cry. I know everything. Joanna, you won't have to suffer that kind of grievance ever again."<br /> Joanna knew that Payton was referring to the unfair treatment she had received from both the Sutton family and Miley.<br /> "Grandpa, I kicked Miley out of the Reed family..." She looked at him, her eyes red.<br /> "You did the right thing! I never wanted to recognize her from the beginning. An illegitimate child never deserves to be part of us! This kind of wicked woman is not worthy to be the Reed family's offspring!"<br /> Payton was furious at the mention of Miley.<br /> Seeing that Payton took her side without asking anything, Joanna felt even more bitter.<br /> Miley was brought here more than ten years ago after Joanna's mom died. At that time, seeing how weak and innocent Miley was, she pitied Miley and let Miley live in the front yard. She never allowed Miley to enter Payton's room. She had no idea that Miley had mistaken them for just a branch of the Reed family in South City. After Miley built a connection with the Sutton family, she did such an ungrateful thing.<br /> "Joanna, I gave you three years and promised that no matter what you did, I would stay out of it. It has been three years now. According to our agreement, you have to go back to the Reed Group to assume your share of responsibility. And since you're divorced, you might as well just be a part of the Reed Group directly. It's time you share your brother's burden."<br /> "I understand, Grandpa."<br /> The long-lasting dream was over. Now that she was awake, she had nothing left.<br /> She now ought to get back on track with her life. |
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