I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

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My husband, Antonio Kaufman, wanted me to participate in Eloise’s clinical trial for a drug she had been working on. She was his first love.

After refusing several times, he secretly swapped my medication with the experimental drug used in the trial.

At first, I didn’t notice any changes, nothing was out of place, but then I started to feel the effects.

It turned out the side effects were so severe that I suffered a brain hemorrhage. His first love, Eloise Pitts, couldn’t handle it.

So the hospital demanded that Eloise stop her research, and Antonio was asked to perform a surgery on me, but he decidedly refused.

He quickly denied it all, “The brain hemorrhage is due to the patient’s personal condition. Eloise’s experimental drug is irrelevant to this. I’m the patient’s husband and went to the same medical school as Eloise. I can vouch for her.”

I remember how Eloise pretended to be my friend when my husband introduced her to me, making me believe she had no interest in him.

Over the years, I turned a blind eye to every affectionate gesture they had for each other, and I thought it was only because of their long friendship.

Lately, I thought he was being distant with me because I did

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something wrong, or because he was so busy with work, but the truth was he was with her all the time.

“You’re not going to operate on me?” I asked, my face half- paralyzed, reaching out my hand at him.

Antonio slapped my hand away. “I’ll leave it to Eloise. It will provide the final data for her thesis.”

His words woke me to the harsh reality–I was just a guinea pig for his beloved Eloise.

my

brain hemorrhage. Now he entrusted my life to Eloise, who had never performed proper surgery.

definitely out

know your life is in

calm but failed,

too severe to wait for other doctors. Was I really going to die

persuaded him to

I knew he was going to do everything he could to

shot me a wicked smirk. It

to happen.

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positioned herself as the lead surgeon, and at

like screaming but

me, “Don’t worry. I may not be as skilled as Antonio, but I’ve got this.”

words, I watched as Antonio gently wrapped his arm

and had no idea what would come next.

had very strange dreams; I was confused as I could not feel any part of my body, but I

I was able to see had no sense but it was full

drug I was given to

sense anymore, and in between confusion and panic, I also felt sad and angry at my husband. How could he do this to

a nurse repeatedly reciting my vital signs and felt someone shaking me that I

light flood