My Husband Snatched My Heart To His Beloved Novel – If only my heart hadn’t been taken by my husband to please his first love, I wouldn’t have to die. I still remember the words my husband said to me on the day he signed the papers. “The heart will be available later, but let’s give this one to Sylvia for now. “Even though she said this wasn’t right, you understand, don’t you? After all, Sylvia is so gravely ill!” In front of me, he signed the voluntary waiver, giving the heart that was supposed to be mine to his first love.
A metallic taste of blood filled my throat. A wave of sorrow surged in my heart, suffocating me. You only knew Sylvia Clark was gravely ill, but never considered that your wife would die from losing this heart. That heart was mine! What gave you the right to give it to someone else? The day I died,my husband was celebrating the success of his first love’s surgery and her healthy discharge. As my best friend Sloane carried my urn back, she happened to encounter Benjamin pushing Sylvia out the door in a wheelchair.
The two were close, like a newlywed couple in perfect harmony. “Benjamin Lennox, you’re heartless! You took Mirabelle’s life from me!” Benjamin looked at Sloane with disgust. “She knew Sylvia needed that heart more. If there was another suitable heart, I would give it to her.” Tears streamed down Sloane’s face. “Mirabelle is gone, it’s no longer needed!” Benjamin didn’t believe her.
He muttered “crazy” at Sloane and walked away with Sylvia. He picked up his phone and tried calling me. My phone remained unanswered. After several attempts, his expression grew even worse. He opened his contacts and found Sloane’s number. “Tell Mirabelle, if she doesn’t answer my call again, she might as well never answer again in her life.” Sloane was almost in tears. “She’ll never answer your calls again! She’s dead. What are you waiting for?”
“Are you trying to disgust me with such talk?” Sloane’s emotions finally broke,”I don’t believe Mirabelle’s cremation certificate wasn’t sent to your phone!” Benjamin opened his phone and indeed found the cremation certificate. “Do you know when Mirabelle closed her eyes? While you were celebrating Sylvia’s discharge!”