Chapter 3

I once talked to Maxwell about this, telling him that spoiling the kids like that would ruin them.

But he didn't take it seriously. "Kids are naturally good. You're just too suspicious."

In the end, I became the villain, while Maia turned into the woman who had supposedly given everything for our family.

Calmly, I said, "At this point, I'll step aside for Maia. The two of you can be a happy little family of four. I won't stand in your way anymore."

Looking at the man in front of me, I finally said the words. "Let's get a divorce."

Maxwell's brows tightened, the same expression he always wore when he was displeased. "I'm not divorcing you."

He added, "You never think about the consequences of what you do, but I'm not going to keep going crazy with you."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Ever since Maia showed up, she's always getting mysteriously hurt, and you all think I'm the one doing it.

"So if I leave, isn't that perfect? Nobody will be around to hurt your precious sweetheart anymore."

After I finished, Maxwell's gaze darkened. "You're not going anywhere."

I was just about to tell him that I had regained all my memories.

This wasn't my home, and I wanted to return to where I truly belonged.

Then I heard Maxwell say again, ""There's something else. Maia has leukemia and urgently needs a bone marrow transplant.

"There's no match except you. Only your marrow is compatible with hers."

My heart jolted. "I've already given her everything. And now you want my bone marrow too?"

'So this is why he doesn't want a divorce. He wants my life.'

"Mom, you're so cruel, refusing to help. Poor Maia!" Josiah piped up, fanning the flames.

He didn't even understand what a bone marrow transplant meant. All he knew was that I was supposed to save Maia no matter what.

"Mom, just help Maia this time. Maybe if Dad's happy, he won't divorce you," Ava chimed in. "Didn't you always tell us to be kind? But when it's your turn, you're not being kind at all."

The two kids were completely on Maxwell's side.

"I refuse," I said coldly, staring him down. 'No wonder he has been at the hospital with Maia, only to suddenly rush back.'

I continued, "What gives you the right to use my marrow to save her? If you love Maia so much, then use your own."

Seeing that I wouldn't give in, Maxwell let out a sigh that seemed helpless. "Margaret, if you hadn't poisoned Maia, she wouldn't have gotten leukemia. You owe her."

At his signal, several bodyguards rushed in from outside. They grabbed me, forcing me toward the hospital.

"Maxwell, are you trying to kill me?" I struggled with everything I had. "Maxwell, I've regained my memory. If you hurt me, my family won't let you get away with it."

But he ignored every word. "Margaret, stop pretending. I'm your husband. How could I ever hurt you?

"It's just bone marrow. You'll save Maia's life, the kids will be grateful, and we can still be one big happy family."

The father and the two children stood there, watching coldly as the bodyguards dragged me away.

Even when I was pinned to the hospital bed, when the icy anesthesia burned its way into my veins, I was still cursing them and struggling with all the strength I had left.

Just as I was slipping into unconsciousness, a sudden commotion rose up beside me, and then everything went dark.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a room I didn't recognize.

"Margaret, don't worry. I swear I'll never let those Doltons get away with it." The woman at my side had tears on her face.

She squeezed my hand and said happily, "You're finally awake."

"Am I dead?" I asked. A ring of unfamiliar faces stood around the bed.