Seven Years a Shadow: The Stand-In's Escape novel Chapter 24

"We went to the hospital for tests a few days ago. Really, there's no risk."

"We only had two vials of blood taken, and my son-in-law gave us a big red envelope. He said that whoever matches will get a house under their name."

The promise of a huge benefit got the group chatting.

"Does the family have such good conditions? A house just given away like that?"

"Well, I guess it was a moment of impulse, but who'd really ask for a house?"

After my aunt said this, everyone quickly agreed.

Clearly, they were hoping Sean would give them a guarantee.

My mother, seeing hope, became anxious.

"Why not give it? Of course, we'll give it! You know my son-in-law's family is well-off, I'll make him write a guarantee letter."

Sean echoed her words.

"Right, right. I'll have him write a guarantee letter. As long as anyone matches, I'll definitely keep my word."

Perhaps Sean had forgotten that I was still in the group, or perhaps he thought I wouldn't expose him.

But I quietly edited a statement in the group, watching my husband working hard in the study.

After all, the house my husband worked so hard to earn couldn't be put at risk.

The statement read:

"I, South, am not the one suffering from leukemia, nor do I need a bone marrow match. Therefore, my husband's house is not promised to anyone!"

"Also, I have indeed severed ties with the East family. For all of Sean's talk about keeping promises, you should investigate carefully. Any consequences of donating bone marrow are not my responsibility!"

The group exploded once again.

Some of the younger, more opinionated members had gotten wind of the situation and were now speaking out.

"Uncle, what's going on? The one who's sick is Yuna, why are you saying it's South?"

"Could it be that you're biased? You cut ties with South because you thought she was sick, but now that you know it's Yuna, you're trying to trick us into donating bone marrow?"

"No way, Uncle, can you be that obvious? Who would dare donate to your family now?"

Finally, Uncle spoke up.

"Third Brother, this is really not right. We're all relatives, do you really need to deceive us like this? It's not about the house, but your way of handling things—no one dares to step forward now."

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Yuna finally lost her composure.

I scanned the room and recognized a few famous livestreamers. They were broadcasting live.

A colleague rushed over, her face grim, showing me her phone. The livestream was already packed with viewers.

"This woman's heart is made of stone! That's her own sister, how can she not save her?"

"Yeah, she's a white angel, but when it comes to saving her own family, she won't lift a finger?!"

"What hospital does this doctor work at? We need to avoid it!"

I felt my heart freeze.

I put away my phone and coldly looked at Mother.

"If I don't donate, will you destroy me?"

"You've already lost one. Why aren't you afraid of losing both daughters at once?"

Mother's face flushed with embarrassment, and she lowered her eyes. But when she glanced at Yuna lying in bed, her expression hardened with a mother's determination.

It was a kind of security I had never felt before, something I had never known to exist.

With a sudden, fierce motion, my Mother slammed her head into the ground, hitting it again and again, desperately begging.