Chapter 1
Hospital, operating room.
Earl Adol, the surgeon, said coldly, "Give Amber's family a critical notice, and the patient will donate her heart to Freda after her death."
Amber Simmons was lying on the operating table, half-anesthetized, and was very conscious to hear what the man said, but the man is her fiance.
Earl is her fiance and the doctor of this operation.
The cold scalpel cut her skin, there was no anesthesia, and the pain made her tremble.
She asked sadly and at the top of her lungs, "Earl, why?"
Earl is her fiance. They have always been a typical loving couple in Liwilt.
Now, however, she is lying on the operating table, and he dissects her heart!
Earl took a scalpel and slashed her skin neatly. His voice was indifferent and heartless: "Because Freda said that you liked me, so your heart was dirty. Freda was jealous, so I had to dig it down and feed it to the dog."
This made Amber's eyes widened in shock, and her blood pressure soared: "Why are you, why?"
Freda Baubie and her, best friends who have known each other since childhood, are not sisters, but they are better than sisters.
At the age of nine, Freda fell, and she pulled it, knocking the corner of her eye on a stone, leaving a scar.
At the age of eighteen, Freda was almost raped by a group of gangsters in order to save her.
But in the end, it was such a friend and her doting fiance who betrayed her.
Just talking for a while, the scalpel had been cut open layer after layer, and soon he saw the red and beating heart.
With the best medical machine, Amber still can't die, but she is suffering terribly.
"Earl, you go out first. I'll do it. I don't want her blood to dirty your hands."
Gentle voice, let a person listen to have a desire to protect.
Amber looked at Freda, who appeared beside her. She was dressed in sick clothes, and her face was pale and more vulnerable, but her words were the most vicious.
Earl, who was indifferent and heartless just now, was instantly gentle as water: "OK, Freda, be careful, don't let her poisonous blood dirty your hands."
With that, he left with the anesthesiologist and assistant, all of whom were from Earl.
As soon as they left, only Amber and Freda were left in the operating room.
Freda, dressed in a hospital gown, stood by, looked down at her, smiled weakly and innocently, "Amber, are you angry at this little thing?"
She picked up the scalpel, looked down at the beating heart, and smiled more innocently.
She said with a smile, "Uncle and aunt were killed by Earl and me, and your brother was thrown into the sea by us to feed sharks."
"But Amber thought it was Matteus who killed them, she hated him to the bone. But she was engaged to Earl, an enemy who killed her family. She also handed over the Simmons Group to him to take care of it. You're not afraid your father's coffin won't hold."
Freda's gentle and lovely voice, like a sharp knife, pierced Amber's heart. She growled with resentment: "You … you … I will kill you!"
Freda looked at her and smiled, and then put her on a ventilator: "Don't worry, there's still a good show, which will make you hate to be a ghost."
Freda took out the recording pen, then began to speak.
Freda said, "I'm Amber, a 25-year-old female. I made my will today, and my fiance Earl wrote it on my behalf …"
Amber, wearing a ventilator, heard the sound of Freda, and her eyes widened. She was shocked, frightened and angry.
Because Freda's voice now is not her own, but Amber's voice, which is exactly the same.
If it wasn't Amber herself in front, she couldn't tell the difference!
