Chapter 5

Malachi's POV

"Mr. Fallon, we've found the heart recipient. She owns an art studio in Maviston, Niverton. We've emailed you the specific details, so please check your inbox. We've also booked your flight. It departs at 3:00 pm this afternoon."

She really did still love painting. My heart leaped with joy. I began packing my bags, ready to set off for our next encounter. I had no idea whether she, who still loved painting, would ever fall for me again.

The next moment, Dad called. "Malachi, the Crawford family is making outrageous demands. They're taking advantage of you—"

I gently interrupted him. "Dad, I have nothing to do with that family anymore. You can stop giving them business support."

Dad simply sighed. "Okay. Malachi, she may be gone, but you still have me. I will always be here for you.

"I know. Thank you, Dad. I'll leave the engagement cancellation to you."

As soon as I hung up, someone began pounding urgently on the door. "Bad news! Ms. Crawford has been hospitalized because of her stomach condition!"

I opened the door to find Sienna's assistant, Sally Manson, standing there, looking anxious.

"How is she?" I asked.

"She's in the hospital. She went to eat Fireball Burritos with Mr. Chase, and her stomach started hurting so badly that she passed out…"

As Sally spoke, her voice trailed off as she studied my expression. Yet, she only saw how calm and indifferent I looked. She added, "They're just good friends. There's nothing going on between them."

I listened in silence, picked up my suitcase, and headed out. She followed beside me, only to realize that I wasn't going to the hospital.

"Mr. Fallon, where are you going?" she asked. "Ms. Crawford is still in the hospital. Aren't you going to look after her?"

"I'm very busy," I replied indifferently. "Don't come to me about her anymore."

"What?" She stared at me in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock.

I ignored her. "My father will take care of ending the engagement with the Crawford family. From now on, our families will have no future ties."

"But Ms. Crawford is waiting for you at the hospital. It's not as if she has no feelings for you." Disbelief was written all over her face. "Mr. Fallon, are you really going to walk away?"

Whether Sienna loved me or not was none of my business. For years, I had poured resources into supporting her and showered her with affection. Even if I had loved the wrong person, we were more than even.

I chuckled, "That's right. I'm stepping aside for Ryan. Please tell her I mistook her for someone else. I have always loved another woman. Tell her to take the hint and stop pestering me."

The thought of finally meeting the real heart recipient and hearing my beloved's heartbeat once again filled me with eager anticipation. I ignored Sally's conflicted expression and headed straight for the airport.

I left for Niverton without the slightest hesitation.

…

Sally rushed back to the hospital room and stammered, "Ms. Crawford, Mr. Fallon isn't coming to take care of you anymore. He's already left the country.

"H-He said he'd spent all these years loving the wrong person. Now he's going to find the one he truly loves. He told you to take the hint and stop pestering him—"