His Heart Is Now Elsewhere

Chapter 8

After that day, I never paid attention to any news about Edward again.

To me, he was just a familiar stranger.

But I never expected that I would meet him again.

Three months later, I, as usual, took Anthony to rehabilitation training.

While waiting for the red light, I unintentionally lifted my eyes and met Edward’s complex gaze.

He stood across the street, with red eyes, watching me and Anthony.

There was deep love in the eyes, along with some emotions that I couldn’t understand.

I hugged Anthony tightly, without hesitation, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction.

I heard his heart–wrenching cries from behind.

“Melanie, please don’t go!”

I ignored it and quickened my pace, wanting to escape.

Until a piercing screech of brakes exploded in my ears.

I turned around, as if my heart was about to stop.

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Edward collapsed in a pool of blood.

I saw him, with blood all over his face, struggling to force a smile.

“Melanie, I finally saw you and Anthony again!”

“Only after you left did I realize what I truly cared about. I’m sorry to you, and even more sorry to Anthony. Can you please forgive me?”

I trembled all over, hesitated for a long time, but still walked up to him with Anthony.

He struggled to get up, wanting to hug me and Anthony.

I instinctively dodged and whispered softly in his ear with only a hint of pity.

Anthony and I had a great time together. You don’t have to come anymore in the future, and we don’t want to see you again!

He collapsed weakly to the ground, covering his face and crying out in pain.

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Edward didn’t die, but he could never stand up again.

The doctor announced that he would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life, and I went to see him for the last time with Harry by my side.

we just

both understood that they would never see

entrusted a lawyer

assets were transferred

the

I called him and asked him how he could

silent for a long time before answering me hoarsely.

and caused irreparable harm to

this period, I was constantly filled with regret. I knew that no matter what I did,

come back to me. However, I couldn’t

nothing left anymore, so consider this money as my

didn’t say anything more, sighed lightly, and hung up the phone.

for myself, but instead established a welfare enterprise in the name

Anthony.

positions were provided specifically for individuals like him

me, the rehabilitation hospital specifically waived all expenses for Anthony.

refuse, but accepted this

status,

he didn’t even

despised him for not having money and lacking family support, and

of wishing for death, but he stubbornly kept

he couldn’t let go

thing I could do to help him was to

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effort.

not afraid of hard work.

daily training was quite

was thought that he could only recover to the point of

himself.

little did he know that he had a great talent in terms

support, he was sent to an art training

he painted

won the grand prize in a painting competition.

I lost my voice

was

lifespan of an artificial heart is only five years, and I don’t have

ran around everywhere to find a

haggard, and I was even more

last month of my life countdown, the hospital called.

told me that they donated their

tell me the truth until the heart transplant surgery was

person who donated their heart

the award, his condition suddenly took a

in touch with Harry through someone and expressed his last wish

back my heart.

day of discharge, I closed my eyes and touched my

again, there was only