I'm Dying, But My Scumbag Husband Said He Loves Me

My fiancé Archer fell in love with someone else, and when he suffered from kidney failure, I selflessly donated a kidney despite my health.

Eight years later, Emily, his lost love, returned.

I then realized that the person who suffered from kidney failure wasn't Archer but Emily.

I thought Archer just didn't like me, but I didn't expect him to be so despicable.

I threw the divorce settlement to him, laughing crazily, "Archer, congratulations, you finally have what you desire."