Chapter 2

The moment my soul left my body, the unbearable pain finally subsided.

I floated above, watching the smoking wreckage of my car in the pouring rain. The driver's side was severely deformed from the impact, and the person in the seat was unrecognizable, their bones completely dislocated.

Today was my fifth wedding anniversary with Lily. It was also the hundredth time she had brought up divorce.

In the past, I always avoided the topic to maintain our fragile relationship.

But this time, I agreed to the divorce.

Our relationship hadn't been great these five years, but we had still spent day and night together for so long.

Until a month ago, when Ethan, the man she loved but couldn't have, returned to the country due to illness.

Not only did Lily stop coming home altogether, but she also took meticulous care of him at the hospital.

Everyone knew she had married me just to spite Ethan back then.

But I had loved her secretly for years, so even knowing this cruel truth, I remained devoted to Lily.

I watched as the ambulance from First People's Hospital took away my mangled body, and for some reason, I followed.

Lily worked at this hospital. For years, she had been a renowned cardiology expert.

But as the spouse of a top doctor, I couldn't even get treatment from her for minor ailments.

Because on our wedding day, Lily had coldly told me: "I don't want to see you at my workplace."

"And I especially don't want you bothering me over trivial matters."

So even when I was diagnosed with cancer, I still hadn't found the chance to tell her.

Thinking of this, a dense, gnawing pain spread through my heart.

My bloodied corpse wasn't taken to the morgue, but instead to the operating room on the fifth floor.

Just then, the door to the operating room opened.

Two people walked in, one after the other.

"Ethan, it's illegal to harvest a heart without the family's consent..."

I recognized the person speaking - it was Andy, Lily's apprentice.

I had often brought Lily meals over the years, and this guy had eaten plenty of them.

Then I heard Ethan snort coldly, crossing his arms as he walked up to my cold corpse. He looked down at me briefly before quickly turning away, unable to hide the disgust in his eyes.

"I've waited so long to finally match with a donor. How could I possibly let this chance slip away?"

He turned to Andy indifferently: "Call Lily back."

"I want her to personally remove the heart and perform my surgery."

Andy looked at him hesitantly, starting to speak several times before stopping himself.

Ethan wasn't in a hurry. He took out a card from his bag and handed it to Andy.

"There's $50,000 on this card. This stays between us."

"Even if the family comes looking later, I have ways to deal with it."

Tempted by the money and Ethan's assurances, Andy finally took the card and dialed Lily's number.

After a series of mechanical rings, Lily's voice filled the operating room.

"What is it?"

Andy paused, looking up at Ethan before slowly replying:

"Dr. Lu, we've found a matching heart donor for Mr. Song."

"The body is in the operating room. Please come back quickly."

Hearing this, Lily's previously indifferent tone became excited, as if she had won the lottery.

"Really?! I'll be right there!"

"Ethan won't have to worry about this anymore..."

Her incredibly excited voice felt like daggers stabbing into my heart. I looked at my corpse on the operating table through tear-filled eyes.

If Lily knew it was me who had died, would she still be so happy?