Chapter 2

"Adrian, I know you don't like me, but this is a matter of life and death. Please stop preventing me from donating blood to Clarissa."

The moment I heard these words from my girlfriend's childhood sweetheart Nolan Preston, I realized---I'd been reborn.

I looked up to meet my girlfriend Clarissa Hayes's displeased gaze.

Her face was deathly pale from anemia.

"Adrian Chen, fine, you're too selfish to donate your own blood. But now you're stopping Nolan from saving me? How was I so blind to fall for a scumbag like you?"

Her insults sent a chill through my heart.

In my previous life, Clarissa had suffered sudden anemia during the national competition.

The emergency blood supply from the blood bank would take hours to arrive.

To avoid missing her event, Nolan had proposed donating his own blood to Clarissa.

I'd fought desperately to prevent Nolan from transfusing blood to Clarissa.

Because I'd overheard a conversation between Nolan and some street thugs in an alley.

"I'm HIV positive. As long as I can transmit it to Clarissa Hayes, she'll stay with me forever!"

I'd immediately stopped Nolan's blood donation and told Clarissa that his blood carried HIV.

But Clarissa not only refused to believe me---she accused me of deliberate slander.

Nolan had burst into tears on the spot, claiming I was falsely accusing him.

He'd gone to jump off a building to prove his innocence, but while pretending to jump, he'd slipped and actually fell from the eighteenth floor.

Later, the autopsy report confirmed that his blood indeed contained high levels of the virus.

I'd thought that would be the end of it.

But at my birthday party, Clarissa had conspired with our classmates to kidnap me.

I still remember what she said as she strangled me:

"Your slander killed Nolan! Now you'll pay with your life!"

Snapping back to the present, the insults from my classmates continued around me.

"Adrian Chen, how can someone as disgusting as you exist? Clarissa's anemia is so severe, and you won't donate blood. Fine. But you're also stopping Nolan from donating?"

"Exactly. Nolan is handsome and kind. What do you have that could possibly compare to him?"

"Adrian is just jealous. Jealous that everyone likes Nolan. That's why he's deliberately obstructing."

This time, I took a deep breath, calmed my agitated emotions, then stepped aside from the transfusion area. I smiled and said:

"Go ahead and donate. If 400cc isn't enough, draw 600cc. We absolutely can't delay Clarissa's transfusion."

You reap what you sow. She needs to taste the bitter fruit she's planted herself.