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When I learned my husband only had three years left to live, I mustered the courage to have his child, a precious embodiment of our love.
Little did I know that on the very day I successfully became pregnant, I'd be kidnapped on my way home.
After being tortured for three days and nights by those people, I was placed on an operating table.
In my darkest moment of despair, I overheard my husband's voice along with a doctor's at the door:
"Mr. Harrington, do you really want to take your wife's kidney? Everyone in our circles knows how much you love each other. Do you truly intend to do this to her?"
My husband's voice was strained, but he finally said, "Melody has me to take care of her. Even if her kidney is removed, it won't affect much. But Vivienne can't afford that - if her kidney is taken, she'll be chronically ill or even die. Once Melody bears all this instead of Vivienne, I will double down on her in the future!"
I was thunderstruck.
As the doctor entered, I closed my eyes in utter despair.

After I got pregnant, my husband took my organs

When the nurse discovered me during rounds, I was once again in critical condition, barely clinging to life.


My situation had rapidly deteriorated, and the specialist who had previously resuscitated me had already left after my condition stabilized. The doctors at this hospital were doing everything in their power but were unable to maintain my vital signs.


"Where's Mr. Harrington? Quick, get Mr. Harrington here. The situation is critical, and we need him to sign the critical condition notice and contact a specialist!"


"Plus, we can only start emergency treatment if a family member signs acknowledging the risks!"


"I think Mr. Harrington was taking Miss Winters somewhere earlier. I heard Miss Vivienne say it's not easy to get a cab around here, so Mr. Harrington probably drove her himself."


Hearing the conversation outside my room, my mind went blank.


I struggled to speak, "Call him... Tell him to come back..."


The doctors had a sudden realization, "Quick, make the call!"


Only my phone had Draven's number, so naturally, they used it to dial.


The call connected quickly, but after listening to the doctor explain my condition, Draven's response was ice-cold,


"I'm taking Vivienne home right now. I don't have time to come back and sign anything.


The doctor was stunned. Wasn't it crystal clear which was more important - taking a casual friend home or the life of one's darling?


"Mr. Harrington, you may not have heard clearly. The equipment was just shut off, and there's an issue with your wife's artificial heart. The risk is extremely high now. If we don't take action, she could die at any moment. We need the contact information the specialist left with you earlier. You need to come back! This is a matter of your wife's life!"


Draven's impatience became even more apparent. "Stop playing along with Melody's act! Vivienne just came out of her room, and she was perfectly fine then. How could she suddenly be critically ill?"


"Besides, when Vivienne left, her face had been slapped twice. If she had enough strength to hit someone, doesn't she have enough strength to be hooked up to the machines?"


The doctor hesitated for a moment but still placed the phone in front of me.


I could barely muster the strength to speak. "Draven... save me..."


There was silence on the other end of the line for a while.


It lasted so long that I thought Draven had detected my weakness, but I didn't expect that what finally came was a rebuke.


"Your acting is not convincing at all, Melody. I know you're jealous." Why am I so nice to Vivienne? Don't you know why when others don't? I'm doing this so we can stay together longer in the future. You understand, right?"


"Stop it, Melody. Be good. I'll come back to you after I drop Vivienne off. It's not safe for a girl like Vivienne to walk alone. Wait for me, I'll be back soon."


I felt lost and helpless, my heart as dead as ashes.


In the past, when he was nice to Vivienne, had I ever been jealous?


The desperate desire to live made me call out Draven's name, stopping him from hanging up.


"Come back, please. Come back and save me. I need you now... Please..."


My plea, tearing apart my dignity, was only met with less than five seconds of silence from Draven.


Suddenly, Vivienne's voice came through the phone,


Chapter 4