The Donor's Trick

Jeffrey did not know how he got back to the villa.

The piercing long beep from the operating room and the flat ECG line played like a looping nightmare in his mind.

He locked himself in the room. He ignored calls and saw no one.

He dared not.

Because he killed his fiancée with his own hands!

This realization wrapped tight around his heart. It nearly stopped his breathing.

After days of collapse, physical discomfort finally forced Jeffrey out.

He staggered to the living room. When he glimpsed the agreement Amelia signed on the table, a thought flashed in his mind.

No way!

How could Amelia die so easily?

Alex's surgical skills stayed top-tier. He would not let a healthy person die on the table.

A terrifying guess made his hair stand on end.

He grabbed his phone and dialed Alex. "Alex, where is Amelia's body?"

Silence lasted on the other end before a voice answered. "Mr. Moss, accept our condolences. Per hospital rules, after confirming death, the body cannot stay long. Especially... in unnatural death cases. To avoid unnecessary trouble and public health risks, we sent it to the funeral home right away. It should already... be cremated."

"Cremated?" Jeffrey's heart twisted hard. "Who allowed it? Without my permission, how dare you touch her?"

"Mr. Moss, calm down!" Alex's voice carried fear. "The situation was too chaotic. A living person came in and died unclearly on the table. If word got out, it would be huge trouble! We had to handle it fast. Eliminate the impact..."

Unclearly?

Jeffrey caught the keyword. Anger surged. "Tell me why she only had one kidney. You handed me the physical report yourself. You said she was perfectly healthy!"

Alex's voice panicked. He explained quickly. "That's true. The report showed both kidneys healthy. As for why surgery found one missing, I, I can't explain. Maybe... some hidden issue we didn't know."

Then Alex shifted tone. He tried hard to distance himself. "Mr. Moss, I really did my best! I, I warned you there were risks... After this, I can't stay at the hospital. I formally resign."

His confidant bailed at this critical moment?

Deep suspicion rose. Even though Jeffrey sensed Alex's reaction felt off, he lacked the energy to think now. "Fine. Sign the NDA and leave."

Jeffrey hung up and sighed long.

His heart felt hollowed out. Not just doubt. A huge pain he refused to admit.

Amelia... truly left him.

Whether she really died or faked it to vanish completely, he lost her forever.

At that moment, Jeffrey's peripheral vision caught the wall. Their wedding photo from two months ago.

The wedding...

Right, the wedding!

Three days remained until the original date.

An indescribable sourness welled up.

He deceived Amelia. But he once hoped to give her a perfect wedding. Make up for his regrets.

Now everything turned to nothing.

He picked up his phone again and found the wedding planner's number.

The call connected. The voice hesitated. "Mr. Moss?"

"It's me." Jeffrey swallowed. "About the wedding in three days... some details. I want to confirm."

Unexpectedly, the other side sounded more surprised. "Huh? Mr. Moss, did, did you forget? Miss Fuller canceled the wedding twenty days ago!"