All Chapters of The Seventh Heartbeat: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

“If it weren’t for her cruelty, how would I have ever met you, my little angel?“That $300,000 bag that you had your eye on? I’ll buy it for you. Next time, pick an expensive one. I can afford it.”Watching them, the pain from the pins and needles in my wrist seemed to pierce straight through my heart. The pain stifled me until I could not breathe.I wrenched my hand free from Bryan’s unyielding grip.I no longer wished to serve as a reference point for their love.Just as I turned to leave, Jade deliberately stuck out her foot and tripped me.“Oh my, Ms. Lewis, how clumsy of you!”I fell to my knees, and the medical report scattered at Bryan’s feet.Seeing me fall, Bryan’s face tightened, and he instinctively reached out to help me up.Jade grabbed his hand and gasped, “What’s this?” Bryan’s gaze was drawn to the report on the floor.He picked it up and scanned it.“Artificial heart replacement…”A flash of anger shone on Bryan’s face.He flung the medical report at me.

Jade feigned surprise when she recognized me and hastily pulled me to my feet. “Ms. Lewis, why are you here?! You’re Bryan’s ex-wife! Why are you working as a waitress here?” It was as if someone had pressed mute on the grand hall. Silence fell in an instant. No one made a sound. Every pair of eyes was fixed on me. Then, the wave of mockery crashed on me. “I heard that Mr. Abbott’s ex-wife ditched him for money when he hit rock bottom…” “Ha! Serves her right!” “Abandoning Mr. Abbott and ending up as a waitress? Good for her!” Someone overturned a glass of red wine over my head. Immediately, wine poured in from all directions. Glass after glass shattered against my body. The dark crimson wine mingled with bright red blood and pooled on the floor. Clearly, those eager to get Bryan’s favor were ready to express their anger on his behalf. Blood trickled down my forehead and across my cheeks. Yet, I felt no pain and remained silent. Bryan stared at me. His eyes

When I came to again, I found myself in a hospital. The stark white ward hurt my eyes. Beryl was waiting by the bedside. When she saw me awake, she hurriedly grasped my hand. “Aria, you scared me to death! How do you feel?” I opened my mouth. My throat was dry. Soon after, the doctor examined me. He said in a grave tone, “Ms. Lewis, your body is no longer suitable for the existing artificial heart. “If a suitable heart isn’t found within three months, your life will be in danger.” I fell silent. Beryl was crying. The chance of finding a matching heart was slim to impossible.It actually meant that I only had about three months to live. Maybe it was destined. Perhaps that was why I had gotten the chance to see Bryan once again before I was gone. I was surprisingly calm about my condition as I gently wiped away Beryl’s tears. “Why’re you crying? I still have three months.”I did not want to spend the three months I had confined to a hospital bed. I asked Beryl

The towering mountains ahead were shrouded in thick mist.At their base, passersby looked like tiny black-and-white silhouettes.At a glance, the mountains seemed to tower over everything, and the people looked insignificant.A rumor that should have been completely quashed resurfaced due to a simple daily post.News about me once again ran rampant.The salesperson who had introduced me to the cemetery had written about it online.[A very fair-skinned, tall, and beautiful lady came to buy a burial plot. She said she wanted a grave with good scenery and plenty of sunlight. It was the first time I’d heard such a request, so I asked if it was for an elderly family member. She said it was for herself. I didn’t know how to feel at that moment…]Below the post, a blurred photo of my side profile was attached. The image was not sharp, but it was clear enough to tell that it was me.The incident instantly sparked significant discussion.Previously, I was portrayed as a heartless woman