Alec and his colleagues performed the surgery with tense precision.

After a long time, Alec extracted a heart from my body.

Without time to examine it closely, he rushed into Faye's operating room with my heart.

My chest lay open, my body abandoned and alone on the operating table.

The sharp blaring of the monitoring equipment startled the attending doctor in the operating room.

"How did she die? Wasn't she supposed to have two hearts?"

One of Alec's colleagues was perplexed.

"You actually believed Dr. Frost when he said that? He was just joking around."

"It's better that she's dead. She did so many terrible things. Not only did she refuse to help Dr. Frost's wife, but she also had the audacity to try and seduce Dr. Frost."

Another colleague replied.

"So what do we do now?"

"She's already dead. We'll wait for someone to collect the body. If no one claims it, the morgue will handle it."

With that, all the doctors left the operating room.

Alec focused intently on Faye's surgery.

Though he was confident, this was his first time performing a heart transplant on a patient.

Fortunately, several hours later, he successfully completed the operation.

After finishing the surgery, Alec followed Faye back to her room.

Only after Faye was settled did he remember me. Alec was about to return to the operating room to check on me when he bumped into a colleague from their joint surgery in the hallway.

"Where's my darling?"

The colleague paused before answering.

"Hasn't she already come back?"

"Don't worry, someone will be watching her after the surgery. The nurses in the department will keep an eye on your darling."

Alec didn't notice the inconsistency in these words, instead thinking his colleague was right.

With him around, the department nurses would pay some attention.

So Alec returned to his office to continue working.

A day later, Faye woke up.

Alec was by Faye's side.

"Faye, you're finally awake."

Faye woke up to see Alec, and she cried out in excitement.

Alec leaned forward and embraced Faye.

"Don't worry, the surgery went smoothly."

"Your heart won't have any problems from now on."

Faye touched her heart.

As she thought about how the disease that had troubled her for years was finally gone, she kept hugging Alec and crying.

Alec reminded her not to let her emotions fluctuate too much while rubbing her back to help her calm down.

Seeing Alec like this, the nurses in the department teased him.

"Dr. Frost is so good to his wife."

Alec froze when he heard this. He remembered I was still in another hospital room in the department, so he began to explain.

"You've got it wrong, she's not..."

Faye covered her heart at the right moment, interrupting Alec's words.

Alec could only pat her back.

"I told you not to cry. What you need to do now is rest more so you can recover."

Perhaps seeing Faye like this, Alec suddenly thought of me.

It seemed he hadn't seen me since the surgery.

"Faye, you rest well. I'm going to check on Melody."

As he said this, Alec was about to stand up.

But Faye suddenly grabbed Alec's hand.

"I had the surgery without telling my parents. It's a critical time for recovery, and I'm afraid I won't recover well if no one's with me."

Alec saw Faye's pitiful look, and his heart softened.

He also thought that the doctors and nurses in the department would more or less consider his position and look after me, so he put his mind at ease.

"Alright, I'll stay with you for a few more days."

Faye slowly closed her eyes only after seeing Alec sit down.

In the morgue, the orderly looked at my corpse with worry.

"It's been two days and no one has come to claim the body. What should we do?"

Another orderly was cleaning up.

"What are you looking at? The sooner we clean up, the sooner we can clock out." So they worked together to carelessly toss my corpse into a bag.

"Looking at the state of it, dying such a gruesome death, doesn't seem like she was a very good person."

"Good person, bad person - doesn't it all look the same once you're cremated?"

"True enough. Just a shame though, still so young."

Two days passed.

After seeing that Faye had mostly recovered, Alec finally remembered to check on me.

He walked to my hospital room and saw it empty.

A nurse was tidying up the bed.

"Where's the patient from this bed?"

The nurse looked up and saw it was Alec.

"Discharged."

Hearing the nurse's words, Alec felt somewhat displeased.

He thought I had just had surgery, and wondered why I wasn't staying in the hospital to recover properly, and where I had gone.

He took out his phone and dialed my number.

But the call wouldn't go through.

"Fine, if you're tough enough to die out there, don't come looking for me."

Alec stormed back to Faye's room, fuming.

Faye sensed Alec's anger and spoke up.

"Is Melody very angry and unwilling to forgive you?"

"It's all my fault. I'll go explain everything to her right away. Don't let there be any misunderstanding between you two because of me."

Faye hurriedly tried to get out of bed, but Alec immediately stopped her.

"Why do you care about her? What you need to do now is focus on getting better."

"That way, when you're discharged, your parents will be happy to hear the good news."

"As for Melody, she won't die. She's already been discharged." Alec recalled my constant pleading before the surgery, and it still left him feeling uneasy.

He couldn't understand why I wouldn't save my sister's life, given that we were family.

Seeing how Faye constantly looked out for me only made him feel that I fell short in comparison to her.

He thought that since I was being so stubborn about leaving the hospital, maybe I should have some time to cool off.

It wouldn't be too late to let me come back when Faye was discharged.

In the doctor's office, colleagues were laughing and chatting.

As soon as Alec entered, everyone immediately shut their mouths.

Alec found it strange.

"What were you all just talking about?"

Nobody said a word.

After a while, one colleague stepped forward and put his arm around Alec's shoulder.

"What else could we be talking about? Of course, we were discussing how deep your love for each other is."

Alec thought about how I was forced to donate my own heart.

He felt that I truly did love him deeply.

Although I was forced into it, I had helped him and saved a life after all.

Thinking about this, he forgave my unexplained disappearance, but he was angry that I wasn't answering his calls.

His colleague noticed the melancholy on his face.

"Is your wife feeling down?"

Alec remained silent.

The colleague continued.

"It's normal for her to be in a bad mood after just having surgery." "Try to be more understanding of her. Do something to make her happy."

Alec's frown gradually softened as he listened to his coworker's advice.

He remembered how much I loved the cupcakes from the bakery near our home. He decided to stop by on his way back from work.

Alec returned to our apartment, cupcakes in hand.

"Darling? I bought your favorite cupcakes," he called out.

There was no response.

He had just set down the cupcakes when he spotted the divorce papers I had left on the table a week ago.

The moment I learned he wanted me to donate my heart, I knew I wanted a divorce.

Alec stared at the papers in disbelief.

He thought to himself, is this really necessary?

It's just a heart.

She actually dares to ask for a divorce over this.

Alec angrily threw the cupcakes in the trash.

"If you don't want this home, then never come back," he muttered.

Just then, the phone rang.

Alec picked up his cell.

"Alec? Where's Melody been lately?" It was my dad, rarely calling to ask about me.

After all, he usually only ever talked about Faye.

Alec pondered for a moment, realizing only my parents could draw me out.

Plus, Faye had mostly recovered by now.

So he told my dad about Faye's surgery.