Forcing Me to Donate My heart, My Wife Regretted It and Suicide — Novel

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In a world where love and sacrifice intertwine, Herbert finds himself caught in a heart-wrenching dilemma. Born with two hearts, he was meant to be a beacon of hope for his brother, Hans, whose life hangs by a thread. But when his wife, Linda, pressures him to donate one of his hearts to save Hans, Herbert's world begins to unravel. With emotions running high and desperation in the air, can their love withstand the weight of such a monumental choice?

As tensions rise in the hospital corridors, Herbert's pleas fall on deaf ears. Linda, once his savior from loneliness, is now consumed by the belief that his sacrifice is a mere act of selfishness. With each passing moment, the line between loyalty and love blurs. What happens when the very foundation of their relationship is built on a sacrifice that threatens to tear them apart?

In this gripping tale of betrayal and survival, Herbert must navigate the consequences of his choices while grappling with a love that has become a double-edged sword. Will he find a way to reclaim his heart before it’s too late, or will the weight of regret consume them all?

Forcing Me to Donate My heart, My Wife Regretted It and SuicideChapter 1

I was born with a special condition, having two hearts. This was the only thing that could make my parents happy. Because my brother had a congenital heart disease.

My parents gave birth to me only to extend my brother's life. Later, I met Linda Cardel and married her. She saved me from the abyss of begging for affection. I thought she would be different from my parents.

But after my brother fell ill, she stubbornly hoped I could donate a heart to him. But she didn't know I had long been left with only one heart. And my other heart was with her.

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"It's just one heart, why are you so selfish? Weren't you born to keep your brother alive?" My hand was tightly gripped by Linda.

I said helplessly, "But I want to live too. Without a heart, I will die."

Linda's expression stiffened, then she continued, "You have two hearts, even if you give one, you still have another, you can live. But your brother is different, without your heart, he will die." She ignored my struggle and pushed me into the preparation room.

I helplessly tried to explain, "I only have one heart now. Didn't you see the test results?"