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My ex-husband was drugged by his enemies, but he pushed away his fiancée and grabbed me as the antidote.
After three days and three nights, Damien left coldly, kicking me away as I trembled all over.
"Still lingering in bed? Get lost!"
"What? Not enough? Or did you think I forgave you?"
"Faye, I just got used to it. After all, you're tough. Fallon is delicate, she can't handle this stuff."
I silently cleaned myself, just as I picked up my clothes from the floor ready to leave, he called his men in.
"Wait!"
"Bring the medicine! Just in case she tries to have my baby again!"
The shrapnel in my heart burrowed deeper, I trembled all over, but still swallowed back the metallic taste in my mouth.
It's a good thing he doesn't know that five years ago, his heart full of shrapnel was switched into my body.
And the heart beating inside him is mine.

Heart Pierced By Shattered Shrapnel

The doctor told me before the heart transplant that even if the surgery was successful, without finding a suitable replacement heart, this heart full of shrapnel wouldn't last more than a few years.


Fortunately, the surgery was a success. After waking up, I chose to leave. After all, I was the one who didn't choose to save our son. I was the one who caused his death. How could I have the face to live on? How could I continue to be his wife?


It's just a few years. It'll pass quickly.


After learning the truth, Damien immediately called off the wedding and began searching for me all over the world.


Perhaps weathered by his travels, Damien's once handsome face now bore the marks of time and hardship, gaunt and sallow.


"Faye, I was such a fool. I had heard the truth many times, but I didn't believe it..."


"Faye, can you forgive me? Let me take you for treatment, please? Trust me, I'll definitely cure your illness!"


"I'll search the whole world to find you a suitable heart!"


Chapter 9