"Dirty beggar, get away! Today is the joyous day of Mr. Davis, the new upstart businessman. Don't bring any bad luck here!!"
At the entrance of the Regency Hotel, the security guard saw a ragged woman staring at the wedding picture at the entrance. He mercilessly kicked her away.
Could Sophia Spencer, who is already suffering from a terminal illness, stand this?
She curled up against the wall, coughing up blood on the spot.
The security guard thought she was scamming, cursed, and walked away.
After who knows how long, she bit her teeth and painstakingly took out her phone from her pocket and dialed a familiar number.
Would he answer her call?
Although she was the only one in love then, after all... She donated one of her kidneys for him, even gave him her father's inheritance.
"Hello?" A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone.
Sophia Spencer's heart sank, her voice low and choked, "Grace, it's me. Is William Davis there? Can you let William Davis answer the phone? I need to ask him for some money..."
Recognizing that it was Sophia Spencer's voice, Grace Gibson smirked, "Borrowing money again? How much do you want this time?"
"Today is my and William's special day. You, his ex-girlfriend, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
"I tell you, William never liked you. From beginning to end, you were just a pawn, and the one he detests the most."
Sophia Spencer clasped her phone tightly, her heart seemed to be gripped by a cold hand, almost unable to breathe.
"I don't believe it, I want to hear him say it himself."
She was still clinging onto the last thread of hope.
Grace Gibson scoffed coldly, "Fine, I'd do as you ask."
A few seconds later, a deep and indifferent male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sophia Spencer, what are you up to now?"
Upon hearing William Davis's voice, Sophia Spencer's heart seemed to skip a beat. Her fingers, gripping the receiver, grew pale.
She tried her best to sound calm, "William... I, I really have no choice. I'm sick and I don't have money for the treatments... Can you help me?"
The other end of the line went silent for a second, then followed with a cold laugh, "Why should I be responsible for the illness you brought upon yourself? Do I owe you something?"
With her patience wearing thin, Sophia Spencer managed to reply, "I did not mess around. The illness is a result of my attempt to donate my kidney to you. Moreover, when I first met you, you had absolutely nothing. Your father was just our chauffeur, and I have been helping you all along..."
William Davis's voice brimmed with cold contempt, "Helping me? Sophia Spencer, have you lost your mind? The money you gave me was for tutoring you. As for the kidney? I never used it. Do you know where it ended up?"
Sophia Spencer paused, "Where did it go?"
There came the sound of William Davis's light sneer from the other end of the phone, "I gave it to a dog!"
"You said...what?" Her voice started to quiver.
The snowy storm seemed to instantly transform into a pitiless net, trapping her tightly.
"William Davis, I have one last question for you. Have you ever liked me, even just a tiny bit?" asked a feeble Sophia Spencer.
"Like you?" William Davis scoffed, "Who could possibly like a woman as stupid as a pig? Sophia Spencer, I never liked you. You're such a nauseating woman, I wouldn't even pick up your body."
With that, William Davis hung up the phone.
Sophia Spencer slumped to the ground, her cell phone slipping from her hands and landing in the thick snow.
At this moment, her world completely collapsed.
It was all a lie, it was all a sham!
She was now at her wit's end.
Even hopes for survival seem extravagant.
Sophia Spencer struggled to stand, her steps unsteady, her vision blurry, as though her body lost sensation.
She wanted to scream, to question, to resist fiercely, but her body could no longer support her.
Blood mixed with dark clots spraying on the snow.
Just as she was about to collapse, she suddenly heard the sound of urgent brakes.
Immediately after, a warm embrace enveloped her.
"Sophia! Sophia!"
It was the voice of a man, with a hurried sob and a heavy panting.
Sophia Spencer strived to open her eyes, through her blurry vision she saw a face that she had almost forgotten.
It was him, the man she had once chosen to break off the engagement with.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
Sophia Spencer's voice was as soft as a mosquito's whisper. At this moment, her body could no longer support the last moment of life.
The man stared at her, his eyes were red-rimmed, hastily lifting her up, his movements filled with despair and heartbreak, "Soph, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital! We can save you!"
She shook her head, her chapped lips opened, uttering in a murmur of seeming loss, "Thomas, if... there is a next life..."
Using the last bit of her strength, she painfully said, "I will never let you down again..."
Her voice gradually dissipated in the snowy night wind.
Sophia Spencer's eyes slowly closed, and her body gradually grew cold.
"Sophia! Sophia!"
The man's yelling seemed so powerless in the snowstorm.
Just when she thought everything was over, a burst of noisy sounds suddenly erupted.
Sophia Spencer's eyes snapped open to find herself sitting in a classroom.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a glow on the desks. The room was filled with familiar youthful faces.
"Sophia Spencer!" A man's impatient voice reached her ears, "What are you daydreaming about? I told you to pick up some medicine for Gee Gee. Didn't you hear me?"
