Melomiri

My Dead Daughter is His Live Target

Language: en

The first year after I died, my daughter, Lily, was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Director Davis from the orphanage called Nicholas, telling him they needed half a million dollars for her treatment. He was holding Barbara, his childhood friend, absently toying with her hair. His face was cold as ice. "No treatment. If she dies, she dies. She can just go keep her short-lived mom company." In the end, Lily died at the orphanage because there was no money for her medical care. Director Davis called Nicholas again. He sounded annoyed. "Oh? Is she really dead this time?" 1. It was a…

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