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I was born special, with two hearts beating inside my body.
This was the only thing that could please my parents.
Because my brother had a congenital heart defect.
My parents gave birth to me solely so my brother's life could continue.
Later, I met Aria and married her.
She rescued me from the abyss of desperately seeking familial affection.
I thought she would be different from my parents.
But when my brother's condition worsened, she became obsessed with the idea that I should donate one of my hearts to him.
What she didn't know was that I only had one heart left.
And my other heart was already with her.

Forced to Donate Two Hearts, and My Wife Went Crazy with Regret

However, she didn't know how I could live on with my heart brutally ripped out.


Her colleague replied with indifference.


"No idea, it's probably been dealt with."


My body had been in the morgue for several days, with no one coming to claim it.


Upon hearing this, Aria immediately ran towards the morgue.


She didn't know how to convince herself.


But she had to see my body to believe I was really gone.


Aria jogged all the way, reaching her destination.


She inquired about me to the person on guard.


Just as Aria was about to leave empty-handed, someone walked past her.


It had our college photo as the wallpaper.


Seeing Aria's white coat, the orderly didn't dare lie to her.


Chapter 8