The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

Chapter 2

“You’re exactly the same as seven years ago – everything’s about money with you!”

I stood

up, looking at Alexander’s healthy physique. A faint smile crossed my lips as I picked up my medical records.

“Since you know how much I love money, Mr. Morgan, perhaps you’d like to lend me

more?”

Emily burst into tears, clutching his strong arm while shooting me a look full of mockery

and malice.

“Darling, what if she’s telling the truth?” she sniffled. “Besides

it was Sarah who

abandoned you, and then that kind donor’s heart saved your life! Shouldn’t we help her?”

Her words seemed to remind Alexander of how I had supposedly left him for money. The anger and hesitation in his eyes instantly froze over.

“A donor’s heart can’t save someone without a shred of humanity. She doesn’t deserve it.”

As Alexander turned to leave with Emily, she continued pleading. But in the split second she

lips curled

up my medical records, now covered in Emily’s

flutter unnaturally. My vision blurred as they walked away.

lips, staring at the words “artificial

scar across my chest. Alexander still didn’t know – the heart beating in his

grew weaker by the day. Artificial heart technology wasn’t advanced then. In theory, it

match, I arranged to

Hear Me The

Chapter 21

of seven years –

my chest would randomly seize with pain. Coughing up blood and sudden weakness became my new normal. Without money, I kept postponing the surgery

newer artificial heart.

chest sent its seventh warning pulse. I knew it had reached its

I returned to my rented apartment. The room was small, damp, and freezing in winter, sweltering in summer- but the rent was cheap. This was where Alexander and

I learned my heart was a match for his, I pretended

him divorce papers.

together for five years. Through all the hardships, I never complained once, staying faithfully by his side. He knew how

the truth, he would never have let me trade my life for his. So I had to be cruel, pretending I’d had enough enough of the endless struggles by his side, enough of living without hope, enough of generic medications, one

was

day – this proud man who had never feared hardship or pain broke down crying as he signed the divorce papers.

my organ donation forms.

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