At night.

A cool breeze gently rolled up the curtains on the second floor of the villa.

Tammy's scarred face hung with tears, and her tiny, naked body lay shivering in the strong man's arms. She was too shy to look up at him.

Today was her wedding night. Just now, she ended the transformation from a girl to a woman.

The man holding her in his arms at the moment was her husband Angus, a man could drive all women crazy.

She had loved him for fifteen years.

In the darkness, Angus stared at the little woman in his arms. His deep black eyes contained a coolness that was hard for others to guess.

He stroked her soft hair and murmured, "Tammy, I'm sorry I hurt you."

Although when they were having sex, she hadn't been crying out in pain, she was holding back her tears. She looked so aggrieved that it hurt him a little.

Tammy shook her head gently. Her face blushed.

Although he was gentle, the pain was inevitable because it was her first time.

However, she was happy enough that he didn't mind the scars on her face and that she was a poor little girl who had been living in exile for ten years.

There was a ding, and his phone rang.

Angus took the phone, looked at it, frowned, turned his head and said, "Tammy, I'm going out for a few minutes and I will come back soon. Wait for me."

He bowed his head and gently kissed on her forehead.

Angus switched on the light and got out of bed, tucking Tammy in and picking up a robe from the side and putting it on.

Tammy watched as he left the room.

Without his embrace, she was suddenly lost. She gripped the blanket restlessly at her chest. Her thin shoulders were out of the quilt, and they were covered with the marks of their love and affection.

A few minutes passed and he didn't return. Tammy's loss grew stronger and stronger.

She put on her pink nightgown and picked up the heart-shaped pendant carved from the wood on the bedside table and put it around her neck.

It had been given to her by her mother before she died, and although it was worthless, she had worn it since she was a child.

The pendant always soothed her anxious emotion.

Tammy left the new house with a sweet smile on her face to find her husband.

In the hallway, there was a sudden sound of talking.

"Tammy's kidney was successfully paired with Sonia, and marrying her was just a way to get her to sign a consent form for the donation."

It was Angus's voice. It was extraordinarily familiar to her, but it hurt her so much for a moment. His words were like a thunderbolt exploding in her head!

Tammy's face went suddenly pale. Her hands clenched in fists, gripping the skirt of her nightgown so tightly that her whole body was as stiff as a stone. She seemed to have lost half her life.

In the back of her mind, the words he'd said when he'd asked her to marry him emerged...

"Tammy, you are a good girl, and I have no reason to marry any woman but you... "

But then those words were like heavy slaps in her face!

Tammy's kidney was paired with Sonia's and marrying her was just to get her to sign the donor consent form-...

Tammy covered her mouth and shivered.

She'd never agreed to donate her kidney, and she'd thought he'd married her because he loved her.

But it turned out that he was the one who was going to trick her into donating a kidney for the woman he loved!

The familiar figure not far away was as grand and tall as a king, with an elegant aristocratic air. Although the first time had only just been given to him, at the moment he was so strange to her!

At this time, there came another voice with some flattery: "Oh, so that's it. Young Master Smith, why didn't you say so earlier. I thought you had let Sonia down. After all, she loves you so much, and you married Tammy as soon as she fell ill. It's hard for her not to think too much. Tammy is so vicious that she won't donate her kidney to save her sister. And you're the only one who can control her!"