The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost (Sarah and Alexander) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The day Alexander Morgan received the Global Humanitarian Award.

I had just been given a death sentence by my doctors - I couldn't afford another artificial heart replacement.

On TV, the host asked Alexander to call the person he regretted losing most. Without hesitation, he dialed my number.

When I answered, I heard him ask: "Do you regret leaving me for money back then?"

Looking at the astronomical bill for my artificial heart replacement, I let out a soft laugh. "Since you're swimming in billions now, Alexander, any chance you could spot me $200K?"

The line went dead. On TV, I watched his cold expression as he said: "I have no regrets anymore."

What he never knew was that years ago, when his heart was failing, I had secretly arranged to give him mine.

Shortly after the broadcast ended, I received a $200,000 transfer from Alexander. I froze for a moment, my feelings complicated.

After paying the medical bills, I heard a familiar voice outside my hospital room. Through the door crack, I saw Alexander's silhouette. Seven years hadn't left a single mark on him. The only difference was the person by his side - it was no longer me.

Fresh from the awards ceremony, still in his formal wear, he had rushed to the hospital. His girlfriend Emily had a slight stomach ache. I watched as he held her lovingly in his arms.

I lowered my head, attempting to quietly close the door without being noticed. Alexander yanked it open. Startled, I looked up, meeting his gaze.

His eyes swept over me with icy coldness. "Seven years of radio silence and you can't even manage a hello?"

Looking at him, a thousand words crossed my mind, but what came out was: "Alexander, could you lend me another $300,000?"

He froze, anger flashing in his cold eyes. He grabbed my wrist: "After seven years, this is all you have to say?"

The needle marks on my wrist stung sharply. Taking a deep breath, I said softly: "Oh, don't worry about the money, Mr. Morgan. I'm sure your girlfriend would hate to see you wasting time on your ex."

Alexander looked bewildered, his expression complicated. Before he could speak, Emily wrapped her arms around his: "Darling, is this your ex-wife?"

Emily looked at me with pity: "What can $300,000 even buy? The shoes Alexander buys me cost $500,000!"