Reborn at 24, I No Longer Donate My Kidney to My Nephew

In my last life, I gave my kidney to save my nephew. It cost me my wife and my family, and yet my brother and his wife hailed me as their savior. My parents even signed over their entire estate on the spot. What none of them knew was that all of it had been stolen from my own birth parents. For over thirty years I lived alone with no one to lean on, and in the end I developed uremia. At my bedside, my nephew looked at me with disgust, and every word out of his mouth cut straight into my heart.