My Wife Pretended to Be Poor
His gaze locked in on me, and he explained, “I have great news for you, sir.”
He seemed to think that what he said would be something of an honor. Condescendingly, he announced, “My boss, Miss Pascal, her mother-in-law has a small heart issue and requires a heart on standby. Miss Pascal is willing to pay five million dollars for this heart. Will you sell it?”
To the man, this was a brilliant thing. After all, no one would ever reject money.
But I shook my head and rejected the offer. “This heart has already found its most suitable recipient. I won’t sell it no matter how much is offered.”