Y&R Spoilers Shock Nate Refused to Donate Kidney to Save His Brother’s Life – Amy Lewis is a Liar

The Young and the Restless spoilers: The revelation struck Nate like a thunderbolt. Amy Lewis, a woman he hadn’t seen in over 20 years, had returned with a secret that threatened to upend everything he knew about his family and himself. Standing before him, Amy held a DNA test result—one that confirmed her astonishing claim. Nate had a half-brother, a sibling he’d never known existed. The news was almost too much to bear, and the implications weighed heavily on Nate’s mind.

Amy’s return dredged up memories Nate had buried long ago: whispers and rumors about his father’s brief affair that had haunted his youth. It was a scandal that nearly tore his family apart, but it was a past he thought had been left behind. Now, Amy’s reappearance shattered the tranquility of his life, demanding not only acknowledgment but a profound sacrifice. She wanted him to assume responsibility for this unknown brother—to step into a role of protector and caregiver for someone he had never even met.

“Amy,” Nate began, his voice laced with a mixture of anger and incredulity, “you disappear for two decades, come back out of nowhere, and expect me to just play along with this? Why now? Why are you telling me this after all these years?”

Amy’s eyes were pleading, her voice soft yet resolute. “Nate, I know this is sudden, I know this is difficult, but he needs you. Your brother… he’s sick. He needs a kidney transplant, and you’re the only family who can help him.”

Nate’s expression hardened as the weight of her words settled over him. His instincts as a doctor kicked in, calculating the risks of such a surgery—the sacrifices it would demand of his own body and health. Yet his heart recoiled. This brother was a stranger to him, a consequence of a long-buried mistake, not someone he felt any connection to. His anger simmered, fueled by years of resentment he harbored toward the betrayal that had fractured his family.

With a tone that was cold and detached, Nate looked directly into Amy’s eyes. “You can’t possibly expect me to throw my life away for someone I don’t even know. I don’t owe him—or you—anything. If he’s sick, that’s not my problem.”

Amy’s expression faltered, but she pressed on, her desperation evident. “Nate, he’s your brother. Blood or not, he’s part of your family. If you turn your back on him now, you’re no better than… than—”

“Than what?” Nate interrupted, his voice rising. “Than a man who abandoned his family? Than a woman who hid a child for two decades and is now using that secret to manipulate me? Don’t you dare make this about family, Amy. You forfeited that right when you walked away all those years ago.”

For a moment, Amy was silent, visibly shaken by Nate’s harsh words, but she quickly composed herself, holding the DNA results up as if to remind him of the undeniable truth they held.

“I know I wasn’t there, Nate, and I know I’ve made mistakes,” she said, “but right now, I’m here begging you to help your own brother. You’re a doctor; you save lives every day. How can you turn away from your own flesh and blood?”

Nate’s jaw tightened, his anger overshadowed by a flash of guilt. He was a healer, a man dedicated to preserving life, but the implications of Amy’s plea felt like an attack on his autonomy—a demand for a sacrifice he wasn’t willing to make.

“This isn’t about medicine, Amy. It’s about my life, my choices. I don’t owe this kid anything,” Nate spat, his voice cold and final, “and I don’t owe you anything either. Don’t come back here asking me to save someone I’ve never met, someone who means nothing to me.”

The cruelty in Nate’s words was unmistakable, and Amy recoiled, hurt flashing across her face. She took a step back, visibly shaken by his cold rejection. Her son’s life hung in the balance, and the one man who could save him had just closed the door on any possibility of redemption.

“You know,” Amy murmured, her voice breaking, “I thought you were better than this. I thought you would see past the mistakes, see the person who needs you… but maybe, maybe I was wrong.” She turned and walked away, leaving Nate alone with the crushing weight of his decision. The silence in the room was deafening, filled with unspoken words, shattered hopes, and the sting of betrayal.

For Nate, the choice he had made felt liberating at first. He had drawn a line, refused to be manipulated, asserted his right to control his own life. But as the hours passed, a gnawing unease crept into his mind. The reality of a brother he had never known, a young man clinging to life, haunted him. No matter how much he tried to justify his decision, the thought lingered, casting a dark shadow over his peace of mind. Had he been right to refuse? Had he crossed a line, abandoning someone in need simply because of his anger, his sense of betrayal?

Nate found himself in an agonizing struggle, torn between the duty he felt as a doctor, a healer, and the resentment he harbored as a man betrayed.