Blurb：
I was the envy of the metropolis, married to billionaire Julian Thorne and cherished by my brother Cameron. After a rare illness diagnosis, they vowed to save me. Julian poured billions into finding a kidney donor while Cameron stayed by my side. Three years later, recovered and ready to surprise them, I returned to our villa—only to be stopped by security. "Mrs. Thorne doesn’t look like you," the guard spat, showing a photo of Seraphina Hayes, my kidney donor, now living my life. Julian's voice crackled through a walkie-talkie, tenderly comforting his "wife" Seraphina, while messages from him and Cameron asked about my health abroad. My saviors had stolen my life, my home, and my identity in a twisted tale of betrayal and revenge.Content：
My Savior Stole My Life**I was the envy of the entire metropolis.
My billionaire husband adored me, holding me as the very core of his being, and my newly wealthy brother cherished me down to my very soul.
Three years ago, I was diagnosed with a rare illness.
They swore they'd give their lives to see me well again.
And they made good on that promise.
My husband halted several crucial projects, pouring billions into the global search for a kidney donor.
My brother, too, canceled all his social engagements, and was by my side at the hospital every single day.
Three years later, my health had largely recovered.
I could finally come back to the city.
I didn't tell them, wanting to surprise them.
But I was stopped at the familiar villa gates.
The security guard's voice was sharp with警惕:
“Who are you looking for?”
“This is my home, I'm Julian Thorne's wife.” I smiled.
The guard paused, then his face twisted into a look of pure disgust, like I was some low-rent gold-digger.
“Mrs. Thorne doesn’t look like you.”
As he spoke, the guard pulled out his phone and opened his gallery.
The woman in the photo looked incredibly similar to me, even down to the two faint dimples when she smiled.
I knew her.
It was Seraphina Hayes, the woman who had donated her kidney to me years ago.
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I stumbled back, my phone nearly slipping from my grasp.
The guard’s disgusted glare intensified.
“See? If you had an ounce of dignity, you’d know better than to come here and make a spectacle of yourself.”
“Mr. Thorne treats his wife wonderfully, we all see how much they love each other. Don’t you go living in a fantasy.”
With that, the guard shoved me hard.
I wasn’t steady on my feet, and after a long, restless journey, I fell heavily.
My head hit the ground with a sickening thud, and my mind spun.
Just then, the guard’s walkie-talkie buzzed.
A familiar voice crackled through—
“What’s all that noise outside?”
The guard’s attitude instantly turned fawning.
“Mr. Thorne, just some crazy woman claiming she knows you.”
“Get her out of here immediately. Mrs. Thorne just fell asleep, don’t disturb her.”
I heard Julian’s voice clearly.
It was arrogant, impatient, yet filled with a deep, protective affection for the “Mrs. Thorne” he spoke of.
So, Julian and his “wife” were living in this villa now.
In the home we built together, our matrimonial haven.
My blood ran cold, solidifying in my veins.
How many beautiful memories did we share within those walls?
How could he let another woman live there?
My blood boiled, and a sickeningly sweet, metallic taste flooded my mouth.
“Julian, who is it?”
A woman’s sleepy voice drifted from the walkie-talkie.
Then came Julian’s voice, soft to the point of melting.
“It’s nothing, darling, just a minor issue. Go back to sleep.”
“Stay with me, though.”
“Alright, alright, you always get your way, don’t you?”
“Tomorrow, I still need to see my brother…”
The walkie-talkie went silent.
My heart felt as if it were being squeezed in a vice, the pain stealing my breath.
That gentle voice, brimming with love.
Before, he only spoke to *me* like that, adoring me as if I might melt right there in his hands.
And my brother…
Could Cameron know about this too?
Of course. How could anything happening here be kept from my brother?
I don’t remember how I left.
I stumbled along the street, my phone vibrating incessantly.
A message from Julian popped up.
【Darling, are you feeling better today?】
【Did you take your medicine? When is your surgery scheduled?】
My brother’s message arrived at the same time.
【My sweetest, most adorable little sister, do you miss me?】
【Brother’s been swamped with work lately and couldn’t visit you abroad. Are you mad at me, sis?】
Looking at those messages, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
They seemed to love me so much, but why?
Why would they let someone else take my place?
Seraphina Hayes was the kidney donor Julian and Cameron found for me.
She had a face strikingly similar to mine.
The first time I met her, I even joked that we might be alternate versions of each other from a parallel universe.
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