Forced to Give My Heart to My Husband's First Love, I Died in the Hallway of His Hospital
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Before I died, my six-year-old son cried and begged his father three times.
The first time, my son tugged on the man's hand, crying that I was coughing up blood.
The man sneered. "So she's finally learning some new tricks. Teaching her kid to lie for her now."
Then, he ordered his bodyguards to throw my son out of the VIP suite.
The second time, my son grabbed the man's sleeve, crying that I was in so much pain I was hallucinating.
The man frowned. "It's just a heart transplant. The doctors said she won't die."
The bodyguards stepped forward and dragged my son out again.
