He Gave My Heart to His Mistress

My mom pushed open my bedroom door, a bra hit her face inside, my best friend Elena was under my fiancee caught in bed together, Mom couldn't bear it, her heart failed and she fainted. When I rushed into the Icu, the doctor said she needed a heart transplant right away. I decided to give her my heart and keep myself alive with an artificial one. The surgery cost a fortune. I begged my fiance for help, but he said he was short on cash. That's when Elena's uncle Holden Pierce appeared. He paid for everything and performed the surgery himself. When I woke up, Holden sat by my bed. "I'm so sorry. The transplant didn't take. I couldn't save her. " I froze; my lips parted, but no sound came out—only tears kept falling. He leaned down and pulled me into his arms. I've been in love with you for years. Let me take care of you forever. After that, we enjoyed seven happy years together until I overheard him talking to his friend Zach. "Jesus man, you really swapped Ren's heart into Elena while her mother was watching? That's coldblooded. " What could I do? Her heart matched Elena's; that's all there was to it. They'd already found a donor; Elena just had to wait a few more hours. You couldn't even wait that long? I couldn't stand seeing her suffer, not even for a second. Inside the study, Holden exhaled a ring of smoke. Elena's my niece; I can't marry her, so the only thing I can do is keep her safe for the rest of her life. But Winn has a rare blood type; finding a match for her is nearly impossible. Just give her the heart back. You've already stockpiled backup donors for Elena anyway. Every backup donor is insurance for Elena's safety. I won't gamble with her life. What about when I still remember her mom dying with hate in her eyes? You really think Rhyn won't come after you when she finds out? If she wants me dead, she can have me I was planning to take care of her for life anyway. As long as Elena's happy, I'll die without regrets. My hand clenched the doorknob so hard my knuckles went white, my whole arm shook, I held my phone up and recorded everything before Holden could find me, I stumbled back to the bedroom, slowly slid down to the floor.

Yes, I'm sure. I'll see you in three days. What was so scary about dying? Living like this was worse than death. I hung up and took Holden's phone into the study. I unlocked his phone with Elena's birthday, then found he had another Ins account. The profile picture was two intertwined lettersLE. Love Elena. I scrolled through his feed; every single post was about her. Every caption dripped with devotion. First day at the Pierce house, I met Elena. Finally understood what it means to fall in love. Elena got married today. I'm losing my mind with jealousy. I want to lock her inside me, make her mine alone. Had sex with Ren three times tonight. I know her body can't take it, but I can't help myself. I miss Elena so badly, so I just keep whispering her name in my head while I'm inside Ren. Pretending it's her beneath me, I kept scrolling. Holden had bought Elena luxury jewelry and designer bags, even a private island shaped like a heart. And me? The only thing Holden ever gave me was the mechanical heart that's been torturing me for seven years. While I'd grieved mom and coughed up blood, Elena was on a beach overseas sipping champagne under the sun. My hands uncontrollably shook. Nausea surged up. I rushed to the desk and dry heaved. I accidentally knocked into the bookshelf. A book fell out. I picked it up and opened it. It was a box made to look like a book.

Inside were voluntary heart donation agreements and wire transfer receipts. Holden had been paying those donors every month to support them. The condition was simple, they couldn't donate to anyone else. Once Elena needed a heart, they had to provide it. The last form was mine, but the recipient had changed from Mom to Elena Pierce. I remembered that day. Holden pushed a dozen documents in front of me. He said they were just procedures, that we had to move fast. I was desperate to get Mom into surgery, so I signed everything without reading. That's when he'd slipped it in. Mom's form was probably destroyed earlier. Holden Pierce, you really thought of everything. I printed the divorce papers, then I sat on the couch in the dark. I didn't sleep all night. The next morning, Holden only thought I was up early, didn't suspect anything. Maybe he felt guilty about the blood I coughed up last night. He. I stared at him. His lies came so easily. I opened my mouth to ask for the divorce, but he cut me off first. You've been down lately. Today is Elena's birthday, and the family is throwing a dinner at the estate. Why don't we go? It might cheer you up. So this was what he wanted. He had said all that just to see Elena. Fine. I knew you'd understand.

My body couldn't adapt to the mechanical heart, so I became weak. I kept coughing up blood; sharp pain tortured my chest. Holden had told me the transplant required a living donor. He said once Mom died, there was no way to put the heart back in my body. I'd thought it's okay, at least this way, my heart stays with her forever. No wonder Holden stopped me from seeing Mom one last time. He said I was too weak after surgery to leave the bed. Then he rushed to handle her funeral himself. Mom and I were only offerings for the woman he loved. To make sure I never suspected anything, he wheeled mom into the operating room first, made her watch as he cut her daughter's heart out and put it into Elena's body. She died there helplessly. Even without my heart, my chest felt like it was caving in. I coughed. and blood spattered the floor. Holden rushed to my side, lifted me onto the bed, and wiped the blood from my lips with a tenderness that made me sick. "I'm sorry, baby. I should have taken better care of you, but don't worry; I've arranged for the best mechanical heart available. We'll do the replacement in a few days. " His eyes were redrimmed from guilt, just like every time he saw me in pain before. I used to think it was because he cared. I even held back my pain and told him it was okay. God, I was stupid. Holden, it hurts so much all these years. Can't I just stop using the mechanical heart? Rin, don't be silly. You don't have a donor. Without the artificial heart, what am I supposed to do? Watch you die? You might as well kill me first. You're right, I was being silly. I ran him a bath that night; I poured an entire bottle of lavender sleep oil into the tub. Within minutes, he was asleep. Elena? I'll protect you even if it kills me. Even in his dreams, he reached for her. I stared at the man I'd loved for seven years. Then I picked up my phone and called my friend Maya. She had just returned from volunteer medical work overseas. I need you to do a surgery for me.

The Pierce estate was lit up like a palace. Elena dressed like a princess. Holden's mother, Mrs. Pierce, fed her fruit by hand and laughed at everything she said. The moment Elena. saw me, Grandma wins here. I don't want the rest of these. You can give them to her. After all, she doesn't have mom to spoil her anymore. Mrs. Pierce looked me over. She saw my plain tshirt and jeans. Her lip curled. Who told you to come here? You sickly little leech trying to infect us all with your poverty. The Pierces are a medical dynasty, and you? Dressing like a beggar, you're a disgrace to my son. Didn't your dead mother teach you any manners? Holden wasn't Mr. Pierce's biological son; he was Mrs. Pierce's son from her previous marriage. Mrs. Pierce had always wanted him to marry a woman from a powerful family—someone who could boost his career. But then, Mr. Pierce's only biological son, Elena's father, died in a car accident. Holden took over the family business and became a surgical legend. Mr. Pierce finally gave him full control of the Pierce Empire. Only then did Mrs. Pierce allow him to marry me, but because my condition made pregnancy impossible, she hated me. Holden used to defend me back then, but now his eyes followed only Elena. He couldn't even hide how much he missed her. Elena skipped to him and looped her arm through his. Uncle Holden, did you bring me a present? He reached out and pinched her cheek. "Of course I did. "Holden gave a light clap.

Holden, feel it. Is my heart still racing? Elena, we can't... But the bulge in his tailored slacks gave him away. She kissed him. Don't you want me? I know you only think about me, and I only think about you. Even if you married Wen, your body still belongs to me. So let's just let go—just this once. Holden's control snapped. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her. Fabric tore, their moans spilled into the night air. I heard him whisper filthy, desperate things to her. My tears fell before I could stop them. I covered my mouth and ran. I don't know how long I sat outside. Suddenly, scalding oatmeal splashed across my chest. I gasped. Elena stood over me, smirking. Did you enjoy the show, Rink? You look like a kicked dog running away. I heard your body can't handle the mechanical heart. I came so hard just now. You really thought you could steal Holden's love from me? Dream on! He only loves me. You're just a walking organ farm. Oh, and that day when your mom caught me with your fiancé... that wasn't the first time. The old bitch dared to call me a home wrecker, so I tied her up and made her watch while I screwed him. She had a heart attack right there on the floor and when you decided to give her your heart I faked chest pains Holden couldn't stand seeing me suffer so he gave me your heart instead You were unconscious so you didn't see your mom's face But I did She stretched her arm out so far eyes bulging trying so hard to strangle me but she couldn't move. She just had to watch, and then she died. Served her right for insulting me. My body trembled, my vision blurred. How could they do this? How could they kill my mom and feel nothing? I raised my hand to slap her. She instantly dumped the liquor over her own head and screamed.

28 designer gowns rolled in on racks. Each one came with matching jewelry. 28, her age. Elena squealed and kissed him on the cheek. "You're the best, Uncle Holden! These are all limited editions. You must have spent a fortune. I hope someone doesn't get jealous. " Her eyes flicked to me. Holden finally seemed to remember I existed. Next to those gowns, my cheap clothes looked even worse. Seven years. He'd never once remembered my birthday. Never bought me anything expensive. Brent, don't read into this. I'm Elena's uncle. I'm just... Uncle Holden, my heart feels weird. I think it might be acting up again. What do you mean, weird? Does it hurt? No, I need to examine you right now. He swept her up in his arms and carried her upstairs. The guests stared at me, whispered. "No wonder Holden spends a fortune on Elena instead of her. With her background, she doesn't deserve to be a Pearce or own anything nice. " If it weren't for that uncleniece relationship, he would have married Elena years ago. I bet Wynne manipulated him after her mom died, shameless, climbing over her own mother's corpse to marry into money. Mrs. Pierce's face turned red with humiliation. Get out of my sight! Go upstairs now! Haven't you embarrassed this family enough? Your mother was lucky, my son even operated on her. She died because she was weak. How is that his fault? You should be grateful, but instead you guilttripped him into marriage. Karma will get you one day. My fist clenched beneath my sleeves. I smiled bitterly. Yeah, meeting Holden was my karma. I thought about the divorce papers in my bag. I said nothing and went upstairs for Holden. Then I saw Holden and Elena wrapped around each other, everything inside me broke.

The next second, I was shoved hard to the ground. Holden pulled Elena into his arms and turned to me. "Rin, what the hell are you doing? " Elena sobbed into his chest. Uncle Holden, I wanted to bring her food but she said I killed her mom She knocked the oatmeal over and threw wine on me If you'd come any later, she might have actually hurt me. I made the oatmeal myself, I know it's not fancy but it was from the heart, I even burned my hand making it. Rin, your mom had a heart attack because she couldn't handle stress. But people change their minds before marriage all the time. You can't put your mother's death on Elena. Now apologize to her. Holden, tell me the truth. How did my mom really die? Did you actually give her my heart? Of course I did. I told you she had a rejection reaction. Heart transplants come with risks. You should know that. I laughed until tears came out. This is the man I loved for seven years, yet he couldn't even give me one honest word. I picked up the broken wine bottle from the ground, tilted it back, and drank the rest. The glass cut my lips; blood mixed with wine.