The Seventh Flutter of the Heart

The day Felicity received the World's Wealthiest Philanthropist Award.

I was given a death sentence by the doctor because I couldn't afford another artificial heart replacement.

On TV, the host asked Felicity to call the person she regretted most.

Without hesitation, she dialed my number.

I answered the phone, listening to Felicity ask me:

"Do you regret leaving me for money back then?"

Looking at the enormous bill for replacing the artificial heart, I chuckled softly:

"Felicity, you're so rich now. Could you lend me two hundred grand?"

The phone hung up abruptly, and I watched Felicity on TV coldly say:

"Now I have no regrets."

She didn't know that back then, when her heart was failing,

I secretly switched my heart to her, without telling her.