Aunt Primrose sensed trouble as soon as she heard this.
She looked up and realized that the Damien standing before her was none other than the surgeon who had operated on me years ago.
My parents were also stunned.
How had I become Aunt Primrose's child?
Alec excitedly grabbed Damien's hand.
"Doctor? What do you mean by what you just said?"
Damien was unaware of the arrangement between Mrs. Frost and my uncle and Aunt Primrose.
He only knew that I had donated a heart to Alec years ago, so I should be Alec's lifesaver.
"Weren't you just asking me about your surgery?"
"The little girl from her family was the one who donated her heart to you back then."
Aunt Primrose anxiously objected.
"No, you're mistaken. We don't have a daughter."
Uncle nodded in agreement.
But my parents wore strange expressions.
Because back then, they were so preoccupied with my sister's illness that no one could take care of me.