My Son is Dying and My Wife is Dating Her First Love

My son had chronic kidney failure, and my wife Eliza Carter cried and asked me to give him a kidney.

After the successful surgery, I saw my wife snuggle in the arms of another man.

"Our son is saved."

It turned out that my son and I had no blood relationship.

Eliza also planned to cheat another 100,000 from me and took our son and the man on a sweet family trip.

What she didn't know was that I was dying.

My other kidney was given to her seven years ago.

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In front of the operating room, the doctor issued a critical notice for my son.

"If he doesn't get a new kidney, he won't make it through tomorrow."

Eliza cried into tears.

I supported her and she said, "Perry, Ethan can't hold on anymore. Please, save him."

Ethan Scott was my son. How could I bear to watch him die?

But I already...

Eliza's crying hit me hard. I made up my mind to give my kidney to my son.

"Eliza, our son will be fine."

I held my wife's hand and didn't see the triumphant smile on her face as she leaned against me.

The surgery was very successful, with no rejection.

Three days after the surgery, I forced myself to get out of bed to visit my son in another ward.

But I saw Eliza leaning against a strange man's arms.

"He is softhearted. As long as I beg him, he will promise me anything."

"And in his heart, Ethan is his son. He will definitely save him."

The man's hand stroked over Eliza's face, making Eliza giggle coquettishly.

"You are amazing, my baby. He would never have expected that the son he risked his life to save is mine."

Eliza kissed the man's face.

"You are amazing. You hit it once."

"Let's have another child. Anyway, we can still use his money to raise the child."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately pounced on Eliza on the bed, anxiously trying to lift her clothes.

"I'll fulfill you if you want."

I left disoriented.

The pain in my body was becoming more and more obvious, but it couldn't compare to the pain in my heart.

I gave my life to my wife and son, but in the end, I was all a joke.

Eliza was still thinking of conceiving another one and using my money to raise a son for the adulterer.

However, it was impossible.

She didn't know that I was dying.

My two kidneys, one was donated to my wife who was seriously injured after the earthquake seven years ago, and the other was donated to my son who had kidney failure three days ago.

I gave them a brand new life. How could they pay me back?

Eliza often went to her son's ward, saying that her son was still young and needed the most care, and that I could take care of myself.

She didn't know that I had secretly stood outside the door several times to watch the three of them having a good time.

My son, who had always been bored with me, would only smile at his real father, that must be the connection of blood.

No wonder my son never liked me. He had always known that I was not his father.

Laugh. Your good days are numbered.

After a month in the hospital, we were discharged and went home.

Eliza made a sumptuous meal for us.

"I want that chicken leg."

My son pointed at the big chicken leg in front of me and ordered me to pick it up for him.

If it were normal, I would definitely indulge him and do as he said.

I picked up the chicken leg and put it in my own bowl.

"The chicken leg smells so good."

I took a bite, and it was tender and juicy.

"That's my chicken leg!"

My son was so angry that he slapped his fork directly on the table.

I didn't indulge my son and continued to eat the chicken leg in front of him.

My son was enraged and aggressively came over and grabbed the chicken bone, threw the halfeaten chicken leg on the ground, and stomped on it fiercely.

"No eating, no eating!"

"If I can't eat it, neither can you!"

I was shocked by my son's rage

Eliza had a difficult labor when she gave birth to him, and almost died.

I always thought that my son's arrival was not easy, so I spoiled him in every aspect of life, not realizing that I had raised him to be the pampered and brash character he was today.

I slapped my son in the face.

This was the first time I hit him, and I showed no mercy.

"Who taught you to waste food like this?"

My son was stunned by my beating.

He angrily said, "You can't control me!"

"I am your dad, and I can't even control you?!"

My son touched his swollen face and fought back against me after he reacted.

"Bullshit, stop pretending. You're nothing but..."

"Ethan Scott!!!"

Eliza walked out of the kitchen with the last dish.

She loudly stopped her son.

Ethan also realized that he had said something wrong and immediately shut up.

Oh, what a pity. He almost spoke his true thoughts.

Ethan hummed a few times and returned to his seat, enjoying his meal.

"If you don't control the amount of food you eat, you'll get fat sooner or later."

Ethan was 8 years old and had become so fat like a chubby pig.

"Being able to eat is a blessing, which means our son is blessed."

Eliza smiled and defended Ethan.

Then, she lightly scolded Ethan, reminding him to respect his father and not lose his temper with me.

After such a mess, I lost my appetite.

Eliza had been serving me food and pouring soup for me.

"Perry, it's summer vacation now. Our son has been in the hospital for almost a month. I want to take him out to relax."

Ethan received a look from Eliza.

Pouting, he said in a soft tone, "Dad, if I don't go out for a break, I'll be suffocated to death."

"Oh? Where are you planning to go?"

Eliza's eyes lit up, knowing that there was room for discussion in this matter.

"We're going to the Maldives. It won't cost much. 100,000 dollars will be enough."

She didn't know it was not easy to make money without going to work.

Since my wife married me, I had been supporting the whole family.

My brother and I started a small company together, and we made a profit every year.

They had already bought several houses in the city center and luxury cars.

I didn't have much savings. I only bought a house in the city center, and had an ordinary car.

I gave my wife and her parents most of the money I earned every year.

My wife spent money on skincare and beauty treatments every year. I also paid for her parents' medical care and retirement.

I had always felt that this was what I should do, but now it seemed that they were taking advantage of me and trying to exploit my value.

"Recently, the company has not been going well, and I don't have much money in hand."

Eliza gritted her teeth, "I won't do skincare or buy luxury brands this month, and I won't give money to my parents."

"Okay, I will transfer you the money in a few days."

Eliza leaned over and wrapped her fair and tender arm around my neck.

She kissed me on the face.

"I love you, Perry."

I smiled and felt disgusted in my heart.

After dinner, I leaned on the bed and read a book.

Eliza was in the bathroom taking a shower.

When the bathroom door opened, hot air sprayed out. Eliza came slowly in a semitransparent silk nightgown.

"Perry!"

She took the book from my hand.

Kneeling on the soft mattress, her eyes were seductive.

"Do I look beautiful today?"

Eliza's sweet voice sounded in my ear as her fingertips traced from my face to my chin all the way down.

I caught her hand.

"Ouch."

Eliza whispered.

She had hand cream on her hand, and it was slippery and uncomfortable to the touch.

"Perry, I still want a daughter."

Eliza looked at me eagerly, wanting to continue.

I directly shook off her hand.

"The doctor said I haven't fully recovered yet, so I can't do intense exercise."

Eliza bit her lower lip, very reluctant.

"I've already booked the plane tickets and hotel in Maldives for you."

"Go to bed early. It's quite late."

Eliza hugged me from behind and pressed her face against my back.

"I knew that you love me the most."

I was not moved.

This trip to the Maldives would be the beginning of your nightmare.

In the days to the departure, Eliza kept running around.

I guessed she was planning the itinerary for Maldives with her lover.

I sent Eliza and my son to the airplane, and Eliza reluctantly said goodbye to me.

"Honey, don't miss me. I'll be back in a week."

I wouldn't miss you. I would meet you in the Maldives.

After their plane took off, I made a phone call and then got on a helicopter.

My destination was the Maldives.

I was going to get to the Maldives before they did and set up everything I needed at the hotel.

I booked a deluxe family room for Eliza.

I went into the hotel early to install cameras in various locations.

This was part of my plan to collect evidence of Eliza's affair.

On the first day of landing, Eliza met with her adulterous lover.

They didn't go anywhere and spent the whole day making love in the hotel bed.

"How's going on? When are you going to conceive the baby?"

The man asked.

From my wife's words, I learned that the adulterer was called Joseph Patel.

The man was fair and young, but he was idle and relying on a woman.

"My husband can't do it lately. After I turn around I'll buy him some tonic medicine to make up for it."

"Is your husband good or am I good?"

Eliza's fingers drew circles on Joseph's abs.

"Of course, it's you."

Joseph's vanity was satisfied and he kissed her red lips.

In the following days, they went out to play during the day, dived and watched the sea, and indulged themselves at night.

They also talked about a lot of things that I didn't know.

Eliza gave the money I gave her every month to her adulterer.

Eliza sold the designer brands that she coaxed me into buying her and used the money to buy a house for her adulterer.

As for Eliza's parents, they only suffer from painless disease. However, they always exaggerated their symptoms in front of me. Every time I went home to visit them during Christmas, they were lying in bed pretending to be sick.

Every year I gave her parents several hundred thousand dollars for medical treatment.

On the contrary, I only give my parents several thousand dollars for their living expenses each year.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel guilty towards my parents and I despised Eliza's family even more.

After the evidence was collected, I wouldn't pretend anymore. It was time to showdown.

When Eliza and Joseph walked back to the hotel hand in hand affectionately from outside, I carefully designed a chance encounter.

When the elevator door opened Eliza was still chatting and laughing with Joseph, without noticing me.

"Dad! Why are you here?"

My son was the first one to see me.

He was so shocked that his voice reached the sky.

This scared Eliza.

Her face turned pale instantly and her hand was still stiffly onto Joseph's arm.

When she turned her head and found out that it was really me, she immediately withdrew her hand.