My husband dazzled my eyes on the
operating table for Bai Yueguang
Chapter 1
- 1.
A gas explosion. Me and Mark’s freaking dream
girl were both slammed onto operating tables,
barely clinging to life.
Turns out, Blondie McPerfect had a heart
condition that went haywire from the shock.
She was circling the drain fast.
And Mark? My boyfriend of seven years? He
doctored the records, plain and simple. He
killed me. Cut my heart right out of my chest.
He stood there, dripping with my blood, and
squeezed out a couple of fake tears.
“I’m sorry, Liv. I’ll make it up to you in the next
Yeah, right. Two lives gone with me, all for her.
Golden Girl got my heart, a brand new lease on
life.
She was all grateful and gushy, and Mark got down on one knee, proposing like some kind of
goddamn hero.
And me? I was plummeting into hell, pissed as all get–out.
Then I woke up. Back to the moment when the
anesthesiologist was about to stick me with the
needle, thanks to Mark’s orders.
…The last thing I remembered from the original
timeline was the agonizing slice of steel, the
raw pain of my heart getting ripped out.
Through the blurry haze, I caught Mark, Mr.
Perfect, shedding those crocodile tears.
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He mumbled something, his voice barely a
whisper,
“You’re already so far gone. Might as well give
her your heart. It’s for the greater good.”
“Sorry, I’ll repay you next time.”
…Then, boom. Wide awake.
Everything was crystal clear, which threw me
for a loop for a second.
“Prep for surgery. Ready to administer the
anesthetic.”
Mark’s voice cut through the fog in my head,
and everything came flooding back.
I wasn’t dead!
I was back in that operating room, after the
explosion, bleeding and broken, about to be
But the needle hadn’t gone in yet. There was
still time.
I cautiously moved my fingers and toes. Waves
of searing pain shot through me.
I gritted my teeth, fought to stay conscious.
“Liv? You’re awake?”
Mark’s eyes locked with mine. He looked
surprised, maybe even a little panicked.
But he snapped back to his “concerned
boyfriend” routine fast. He reached out, gently
pressing my shoulder, trying to soothe me.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, Liv.”
“I’m the one running this operation. I won’t let
anything happen to you.”
I stared him down my eyes cold
