Chapter 1

After failing to save Declan on the operating table, my wife, Nora, harbored a lifelong resentment towards me.

She terminated her pregnancy with our child, her eyes blazing with anger. "You did it on purpose because he was my first love, didn't you?"

Yet later, when an aggressive patient's family came to confront us, she shielded me from a lethal attack.

I did everything to save her, but she chose to let go of life.

"At last, I can be with Declan..."

Her father barred me from seeing her one last time in the morgue.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled in agony.

"You bring misfortune, wasn't taking one life enough? Now you've taken my daughter too!"

No one stood up for me, as if I was the source of all misfortune.

Returning to the past, I set down the scalpel and quietly said.

"Transplant my heart to Declan."

This time, I stepped aside for their happiness.

When I declared that my heart should be given to Declan, everyone in the operating room was stunned.

The head nurse was incredulous.

"Are you out of your mind? If you give your heart to the patient, what about you?"

I replied steadily.

"Declan can have my heart; I'll receive an artificial one."

She tried to dissuade me.

"Artificial heart technology isn't mature; it has many side effects. We wouldn't even recommend it for patients."

I shook my head, cutting her off.

"Don't say anything more. I've made my decision. Arrange the surgery for us now."

This time, I would ensure Declan survives.

In the previous life, I spent 32 hours in the operating room, and when I emerged exhausted, I was met with a fierce slap from Nora.

Her eyes were red, and she stared at me, demanding answers.

"Why? Why couldn't you save Declan? Aren't you the best doctor in the city?"

Facing her disappointed gaze, words failed me, and I fainted from exhaustion.

When I awoke, I was hit with devastating news.

Nora had aborted our child.

Her eyes were filled with hatred as I questioned her, "You let him die on purpose because he was my first love, right?"

"Someone as vile as you doesn't deserve a child!"

Thinking of that unborn child, my heart twisted in agony.

Nora had a thin uterine wall, and during the abortion, she hemorrhaged, leaving her unable to have children ever again.

I knew how much she loved children, and it became her eternal pain.

This time, being reborn, I aimed to make up for all her regrets.

Declan, the child, and...

The marriage she always wanted to escape.

The green light came on, the surgery was successful, and Declan and I were both wheeled out of the operating room.

As soon as the door opened, Nora rushed in, anxious.

She looked at Declan, still unconscious, tears streaming down her face.

"Declan, how are you? Please don't die, don't leave me alone in this world, okay?"

"Where’s Theo? He's the best doctor in the city; why couldn't he save you?"

She looked up, searching for me.

The head nurse, holding back anger, spoke coldly.

"The patient isn't dead; the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, so he's still unconscious."

She pointed to the other stretcher, frustration in her voice.

"Theo is here. Do you know, he..."

Facing my pleading eyes, the head nurse kept her promise and didn't reveal that I had given my heart to Declan.

She paused, annoyed.

"Theo collapsed in the operating room for Declan’s sake, and you're his wife. Don't you feel any sympathy?"

Only then did Nora notice my pale, barely surviving self.

The anger in her eyes faded, leaving a trace of guilt.

Nora bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then softly said.

"Theo, thank you for saving Declan."

I forced a smile and gestured for her to come closer.

Nora was puzzled but walked to my bedside.

I looked at her, pleading.

"Nora, no matter what, please don't terminate the pregnancy, okay?"

This was the second thing I wanted to do for her.

To preserve her chance to become a mother.

Nora's expression was slightly stunned, a complicated look flashing in her eyes.

"Declan and I are not what you think. I won't divorce you because of him, nor will I terminate this pregnancy. Don't worry."

I didn't speak; in our previous life, she didn't divorce me either, but in the end, we became estranged, and she harbored resentment for a lifetime.

This time, I didn't want to repeat that mistake.

I was about to suggest a divorce when there was a noise from the bed next to me.

Declan’s fingers twitched, as if he was about to wake up.

Nora stood up abruptly, not looking back as she rushed to his side.

Watching her decisive back, a bitterness welled up in my heart.

No matter how many times I was reborn, Declan was always the most important person to her.