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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.

The Seventh Flutter of the Heart

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a hospital.


The stark white room made my eyes ache.


Caelan was by my bedside. Seeing me awake, he anxiously asked:


"How are you feeling? Is there anything bothering you?"


I opened my mouth, but my throat was parched.


Shortly after, the doctor examined me. With a grave expression, he said:


"Mr. Stratton, your body is no longer suitable for an artificial heart."


"If we can't find a matching heart within three months, your life will be in danger."


I was suddenly speechless, and Caelan's eyes welled up with tears again.


The chances of finding a suitable heart within three months were incredibly slim.


This essentially meant I only had three months left to live.


Perhaps fate had foreseen this ending, allowing me to reunite with Felicity before my impending death.


I was surprisingly calm. Looking at Caelan, I suddenly smiled.


"Why are you crying? I still have three months to live."


Chapter 6