Nathan’s gaze darkened as he looked at me, his voice filled with disappointment. “Tegan, I never thought you’d be this kind of person. I’m the one who found the kidney donors. You don’t get to make that decision!” 

I couldn’t help but find it ridiculous. 

This was the man who had been with me for eight years, the man who had once said he loved me more than life itself. 

My expression turned cold, and for the first time, I spoke to Nathan with complete indifference. “She cries, and suddenly everything’s my fault? Are you her fiancé or mine? Nathan, get this straight. She wants both kidneys! Who’s really the one trying to kill someone here?” 

Nathan’s expression flickered for a moment before he softened his tone, coaxing me gently, “Tegan, just give both kidneys to Trinny. I’ll find another donor for you as soon as possible.” 

I was stunned and looked at Nathan in disbelief. 

So, he knew. He knew that Trinity wanted not one but both kidneys. 

Then, I turned to Mom. She had a self-righteous look on her face, as if the kidneys had always belonged to Trinity. 

The whole situation was so absurd that I couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Nathan, I’ve been with you for eight years. I thought I knew you, but I never realized when you and Trinity started being together. 

“If I told you that the doctor said my condition has worsened and that if I don’t get this transplant now, I’ll die, would you still insist on giving both kidneys to Trinity?” 

Nathan immediately grabbed my hand, about to say something, but Trinity’s sobs cut him off. 

“Tegan, you’ve misunderstood me and Nate. Even if you don’t want to give me a kidney, you shouldn’t lie about something like this just to make Nate worry.” 

Mom chimed in from the side, “I asked the doctor just yesterday. He said your condition is stable. You could wait another ten years for a donor if you had to.”