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Six years after my death, my wife wanted me to donate my heart for her first love.
To force me to appear, she broke my father's leg, falsely accused my mother of theft, causing her to lose her livelihood.
She even threatened to disfigure my sister's face, which closely resembled mine, with a bottle of acid.
Just as she was waiting for me to kowtow and beg for mercy, agreeing to the surgery.
The doctor who had once operated on me found her with my medical records:
"Mr. Channing only had one heart, and it was donated to you six years ago."

My Wife Donate My Heart To Her First Love

I understand our love runs deep. If you knew about my illness, you'd undoubtedly drop everything to save me, let alone calmly accept my organ donation.


So, perhaps it's better we part ways than cling to each other in vain.


Doctor Carlisle stood by silently, fearing she might do something rash in her agitated state.


But after crying, Krista seemed to regain her usual clarity. She wiped away her tears and headed straight for the hospital room upstairs.


Alec, unaware of what had transpired in the hospital, saw only Krista's red eyes and assumed she'd been mistreated:


"Krista, why have you been crying? Did Edgar's parents give you a hard time?"


"I knew it... That family, they've treated me like this before. They said I stole Edgar's life, hitting and yelling at me."


"Forget it, Krista. My life isn't worth much. It's not worth you running around and getting upset for my sake. You should just stop trying to save me..."


I listened from the side, feeling both angry and amused.


Chapter 7