His Heart Is Now Elsewhere

Chapter 1

My son, Anthony Matthews, accidentally drank a whole glass of white wine at his second birthday party, which resulted in alcohol poisoning.

Edward Matthews broke down on the spot and rushed to the hospital in a frenzy.

He knelt in front of the emergency room door, crying, begging the doctor to save Anthony at all

costs.

Unfortunately, Anthony became senile.

I also encountered a car accident on my way to the hospital, and I narrowly escaped death to save my life.

Six months later, I unintentionally overheard a conversation between Edward and his assistant at

the doorstep of the study.

“Mr. Matthews, you were really ruthless. You even had the heart to harm your own son. When you instructed me to give the child white wine, I almost gave in.”

“And Melanie, she had already suffered enough, and now you want to cause a car accident, seizing the opportunity to transplant her heart to Selene.”

“Artificial hearts had to be replaced every five years. Could you bear to see her living in the pain of constant surgeries for the rest of her life?”

Edward’s voice was hoarse, but unusually determined.

“There was no way, Selena risked her life to give birth to my child despite her heart disease. I couldn’t give her a status, so I could only let her child become the sole heir of the Matthews

family.”

As for Melanie and Anthony, I would keep them for the rest of their lives, only in this way, they would not pose a threat to Selena and her child in the future.

My child could be abandoned at will.

And I was just a sacrificial lamb in his love.

Then I disappeared completely, as he wished.

When the assistant spoke again, there was a hint of pity in his voice.

Mrs. Matthews‘ body was already unable to bear the burden, why did you still coax her to donate blood to Selena?

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after a moment

to either, but even after Selena had a heart transplant, there was no improvement.

me that the doctor said her heart was not receiving

help a

had suggested taking me to the hospital to

undergoing a heart transplant, I would occasionally faint and vomit blood, so naturally I

his eyes, donating blood was to

weak spot too well and

come to know that there was no blessing at all. He simply regarded me as a mere blood bag

that was about to overflow from my throat.

didn’t have a heart

7. containing honey almond oatmeal also suddenly fell to the

fine glass shards pierced into my foot, causing pain, but it was far less than the pain in

-heart.

coming from the study.

chest and stumbled back to my

Anthony’s sleeping profile, my emotions

had just learned to say “daddy,” but he was made delirious by

thought about him spending the rest of his life in

into tears.

incident, I blamed myself countless times,

Anthony.

of

that it was my deeply beloved husband who intentionally ruined himself to

was still so young, why did he have to

love that I considered as my life, was

eyes, I met Edward’s terrified gaze.

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always,

you just at the door of my

my

have worked hard taking care of Anthony during this time,

serve

want to bother you because I was afraid you

worry.”