She Wore My Kidney, I Wore Her Ruin Chapter 08

She Wore My Kidney, I Wore Her Ruin Chapter 08 A Life Beyond Them

The netizens were right.

I had survived only because I was strong enough.

If! had not endured it–if I had taken my life, sunk into depression, or hurt myself–would Bianca still get

a chance to start over?

You only get one life.

I had given her her chance.

There was nothing left to say.

I hung up without hesitation and cut the final thread between us.

My cousin called and said Bianca was causing a scene at the hospital. She kept saying she was sorry and wanted to see me one last time.

I left only one message.

“If she wants to die, then die. Her life is her own. If she doesn’t want to cling to her last breath, she shouldn’t make it everyone else’s problem.”

After that, Bianca never bothered me again.

Online, the storm kept growing.

The police released an official statement.

Victor Hale had fabricated rumors, smeared my name, and defamed me. He was sentenced to three years.

Kingsley Group issued a public apology.

Evan appeared on camera and admitted he had not been firm enough.

After hearing his apology, netizens kept tagging me.

“Clara, look at him. The poor man is falling apart.”

“He was deceived by his family back then. That’s why he gave up on you. Look at him. He’s always been thinking about you.”

I blocked every one of them and posted a photo of my wedding ring.

“Real partners don’t believe rumors.”

That shattered their fantasy instantly.

Not long after, Bianca’s condition became critical.

She died.

My relatives and I handled her funeral.

The caregiver gave me a letter and said it was Bianca’s final message.

I opened it.

Inside was a page full of handwritten apologies. She also asked me to bury her beside our parents.

I tore the letter to pieces and threw it into the trash.

As for her grave, I chose the same cemetery.

But I placed her far from them.

If she wanted to see our parents, she could make the trip herself.

Once everything was settled, I prepared to leave for the overseas branch. My spouse was waiting for me there.

Before leaving, I invited my cousin and the others to dinner.

My uncle’s eyes filled with tears as he told me again and again to be careful.

After saying goodbye, I got into a car and left.

But after a while, I realized we were not heading toward the airport.

“Driver, you’re going the wrong way. This isn’t the road to the airport.”

The driver did not turn around.

He wore a black baseball cap, sunglasses, and a mask. Fear prickled up my spine.

I was about to call the police when he spoke.

“Madam wants to see you.”

“I don’t know any madam. If you don’t stop the car, I’m calling the police right now.”

“Mrs. Kingsley wants to see you, Miss Lane. You may be leaving, but your family is still here.”

My breath caught.

I had met Mrs. Kingsley once before.

She had looked me up and down with naked contempt. I had not cared.

I thought we had no connection after what happened three years ago,

Now I understood.

She still saw me as a thorn in her side.

I shook my head.

“If my family doesn’t receive my boarding confirmation in twenty minutes, they’ll call the police. Is your Mrs. Kingsley sure she can bury this too?”

“Public attention is burning hot right now. My movements and my safety are being watched by everyone

online.”

The driver stiffened.

He turned to look at me and finally stopped the car, disbelief written all over his face.

I pointed at the custom button on my shirt.

“Livestreaming.”

He went blank.

The comments were already exploding.

“Oh my god. The Kingsleys really learned nothing. They’re trying this too?”

“Apologize in the morning, threaten her in the afternoon.”

“What does Mrs. Kingsley even want? Evan is already married. They can’t be together anyway.”

“The superiority complex is coming through the screen. Mrs. Kingsley, care to say something?”

“Could the streamer be staging this?”

“No way. If so, is the ticket she showed fake too?”

“So it really is Mrs. Kingsley? If Evan finds out, he’ll lose his mind.”

“Clara has had the worst luck. Her sister didn’t believe her. Her boyfriend didn’t believe her. And three years later, they’re still chasing her down.”

In the end, the driver took me to the airport,

Under the avalanche of public outrage, Mrs. Kingsley had no choice but to come out and apologize

When I landed, I released every piece of evidence I had collected.

Tax evasion by the Kingsleys. Mrs. Kingsley’s repeated attempts to target me. All of it

If I did not strike back, she would come after me again.

She was right about one thing.

My cousin and uncle were still in that city.

I could not leave my weakness in their hands.

Two weeks later, the Kingsleys went bankrupt.

The internet did not forget to kick them while they were down.

The tower collapsed, and the once–proud family scattered like homeless dogs.

Evan divorced the heiress too.

Across the ocean, I leaned against my spouse and received a message from an unknown number.

“Clara, I miss you.”

I blocked the number for good.

I did not care how deeply he and I had once loved each other.

When it mattered, he had not stood by me.

That was betrayal.

And I would never forgive betrayal.

Everything I wanted to do was done.

The rest of my life held only happiness–and the challenges I chose for myself.