"Yes, sir!"
Leona Grant didn't know what Annabelle Linton's blood type was.
But he was RX-negative.
—The rarest blood in the world.
It turned out the person in this world who shared his rare blood type was none other than his own wife.
Leona Grant hadn't known before. But he found out when Ashley Grant mentioned it, and the doctor had just confirmed it. He'd heard that she had nearly drained herself of blood for him that year, and it seemed the story was true.
But a bitter feeling churned in his heart.
His health had been bought at the cost of Annabelle Linton's two-month coma, yet he had never once thanked her. Instead, he had avoided her like the plague, insulting and hurting her, whether intentionally or not.
She had given him all of that incredibly rare blood. She must have nearly died in the hospital.
No wonder she was in a coma for two months...
Leona Grant felt as if he'd been punched in the chest, as if something was lodged in his throat, suffocating him.
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