Chapter 8

There wasn't a single ripple of emotion on my face, but my hand hanging at my side, clenched uncontrollably.

"Take me to the hospital."

My voice was hoarse.

The assistant drove the car to Liam Corp.'s private hospital.

Outside the ICU on the VIP floor, I looked through the large glass window and saw the scene inside.

Liam gripped Chloe's hand tightly on the hospital bed.

"If a suitable donor isn't found, use mine! Immediately conduct compatibility tests for Chloe and me!"

The doctor tried to dissuade him, looking troubled:

"Mr. Hayes, your blood type doesn't match Ms. Miller's. This won't work..."

"I don't care!"

Liam cut him off,

"I said, at all costs! Don't you understand?!"

I just stood there, quietly watching his frantic appearance for another woman.

My heart ached so much I couldn't breathe.

I leaned on the cold wall, slowly crouched down, burying my face in my knees, silently weeping.

A thought suddenly flashed through my muddled mind.

My blood type was the same as Chloe's.

I wiped away my tears, slowly stood up, and walked alone to the attending physician's office.

"Doctor, I'd like to get a compatibility test."

The results came back quickly.

Highly compatible, fully meeting donation criteria.

Holding that thin report, I stood by the window and suddenly smiled.

I decided to use this heart, already scarred and riddled with holes, as the last gift for Liam.

And to settle the debt, the life I owed Lily.

I signed my name on the Living Organ Donation Consent Form.

The next morning, I was woken by voices.

Liam was standing by the window on a call. After hanging up, a look of joy appeared between his brows.

"The hospital found a living organ donor, surgery is scheduled for next week."

"You stay put, don't cause me any trouble."