After I Agreed to Give Blood to

When my wealthy boyfriend wanted to drain my blood to save his dream girl's life, everyone thought I would break up with him. Instead, I voluntarily inserted the needle into my vein and agreed to the full blood transfusion surgery.

For a moment, my boyfriend thought I truly loved him to death. He made an unprecedented promise that if I cooperated with the surgery obediently, he would give me a title and marry me.

But what he didn't know was that I didn't love him at all, nor did I want to marry him. I was only doing this to complete the system's task.

As long as I fulfilled a thousand of his requests, the system would help me return to the real world and cure my husband's terminal illness.

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When I voluntarily inserted the needle into my vein, an eerie silence fell over the private room.

Those who had been waiting to see me humiliated now looked at me with shock and confusion in their eyes.

But after just a brief moment of silence, a burst of laughter erupted in the room.

"Sophia, you're such a loyal dog! Seven years, and you're still so obedient to our Lucas."

"Lucas, how do you train her? Teach me too, I want to keep one for fun!"

"Nonsense, she's just a poor girl, what else does she have besides her looks? If she doesn't lower herself and cling to him, how else could she get close to a rich young master like Lucas?"

Suddenly, countless sharp and sarcastic words stabbed at me like blades without mercy.

But I endured it all with a blank expression.

After all, I had been in this world for exactly seven years and had long since grown accustomed to these rumors and gossip.

These people were all Lucas's fair-weather friends. To please Lucas, they never missed an opportunity to humiliate me over the past seven years, highlighting their pathetic sense of existence.

But I didn't care.

My purpose for coming to this world had always been only one thing.

That was to cure my husband's cancer.

Back then, he inhaled a large amount of toxic smoke while rescuing me from a fire.

In less than a year, his condition deteriorated from diagnosis to late-stage lung cancer.

In my despair, it was the system that appeared and told me.

As long as I willingly went to another world and fulfilled a thousand of Lucas's requests, the system could cure my husband's lung cancer, and I could return to the real world.

Seven years had passed, and this was Lucas's last request.

Let alone taking my blood, even if he wanted my life, so what?

After all, once the task was completed, this body would disappear anyway.

Thinking of this, I looked up at Lucas, expecting him to eagerly take me to the hospital as usual.

After all, in his eyes, I had been worth less than a strand of his dream girl Zoe's hair for all these years.

Previously, when Zoe failed to get a job, he demanded that I give up the interview opportunity I had worked hard to get, insisting I give up my spot for her.

When Zoe fell ill with a fever, he ordered me to go out and buy medicine at three i...