On our wedding anniversary, Matthew gave me a ruby ring worth five million dollars.

Everyone envied me for marrying such a good husband.

Just as Matthew was about to place the ring on my finger, his brother Robert stormed in with Katherine.

"You have money to buy her a three-million-dollar jewel, but you can't lend Katherine three hundred thousand for her treatment? Brother, don't be so hypocritical."

The lively anniversary party fell silent in an instant.

Katherine—his ex-girlfriend and my sister.

Katherine tugged at Robert's sleeve, pleading, "Robert, stop."

She seemed both frustrated and pained.

Robert snatched the leukemia diagnosis from her and threw it at Matthew.

"Katherine is dying,...