Novel & Cerita I Wasn't Born Without A Heart

"It's not your fault. It's nobody's fault. She…she's prone to that. It was bound to happen at anytime and any place. It's not her first time." Angelina gasped. But Maxwell wasn't through yet. "She was born with a rare type of congenital heart disease but nobody realized that since she didn't show any symptoms at first. It was only when she was ten and she slumped just like she did earlier today after…after…" He trailed off as a flash of very cold and frosty emotion momentarily passed through his eyes. He briefly fluttered the eyes closed and opened them again, at the same time removing both hands from Isabella.

She tried to genuinely sound sympathetic. He smiled. "You're wrong baby girl." He placed one hand on her thigh. "I don't have a heart. I ripped my heart out of my chest and buried it when I heard my mum got another husband, settled with him in Florida, gave birth to twins, and adopted two children. The one person I was secretly waiting for didn't care about my existence, so I stopped caring. I don't care whether your friend is broken to pieces or beaten up to the point of blindness."

No man could survive without a heart… …and that was exactly what Nine had become to him.

Coming to plead with me every other day made me feel guilty, yet I wouldn't let any other man have my mate. Everyone believes I do not have a heart, everyone had the thought, this particular idea that our hearts were taken off at birth. They believed it was a tradition in the family, and every member of the family does not have a heart. But the truth would shock you that I do have a heart.

she says, hugging me and making those pouts that make me feel tender. “Beautiful, why didn't you call me? I had come running; what happened to you?” “The usual, you know, I have a factory defect,” she says, trying to minimize the congenital heart disease she was born with. “Sis, I know you have been very busy. I saw on TV about the mine collapse and the accident of your adoptive parents, I know it must have been very hard for you. With all that work in the companies and with your studies, you must not have time for yourself; you won't even have a boyfriend, and even less with the experience of your failed marriage.”

Gabriel asked curiously. I blinked before looking back at him. "Yeah, only gone too soon. Congenital heart disease," I replied. "I am so sorry to hear about that, Qotorie," he apologized. I shook my head and smiled at him. Maybe, that's why our one baby was taken from us early is because God doesn't want more children in this world who don't have whole families. I might go crazy forever if that happens, in case I lose two of my children and will be hurt by my divorce from their daddy.

Youyou, who was proclaimed to be dead when born, had a trace of faint breath! After a series of emergency medical treatments, the newborn was finally rescued from the brink death. However, his physical constitution was just too weak, and he was always down with illness. Her poor child was also fatherless from birth. To make up for this, she doted on him with all her might. She gave him all the love she had in her. This was to make him understand that even without a father, the amount of love he received could only be greater! Hence, she gave him the name ‘Yun Shire’. While she thanked the heavens for blessing her with him, she also wished that he could grow up healthy.

I fell over as soon as I stepped out. Rory hurriedly sent me to the hospital to get my stomach pumped. When Zack arrived, he looked at my pale face with a very heartbroken expression and held my hand tightly, saying, "Ari, don't work yourself to the bone anymore. We've got more than enough to tide us by for the rest of our lives." I just chuckled at him and said, "I just don't want us to have any financial regrets next time." However, only I knew how indignant I had been back then. I hated it when people looked down on me for being poor. I also hated it that Ivan had abandoned me for his career.

Important conversation. "We got news today about the baby," I started. "He's a boy. Your brother. But, but he has a problem. With his heart. It's called tetralogy of Fallot. It's, it's serious. But fixable. He'll need surgery when he's born. Maybe more later. But, but he's going to be okay. The doctors think he'll be okay." Silence. Rose processing. Emma confused. "Is he going to die?" Rose asked finally.

But before I could reach them, a little foot stomped down hard, grinding the pills into the floorboards until they were crushed and embedded in the dust. "Shameless! Thief! Get out of my house!" Her voice pierced through the air like a shard of glass. A deafening ring exploded in my ears. My artificial heart maxed out under the strain. I couldn't hold myself up anymore—I collapsed, and the past came flooding back. Maya had been sickly since birth. By the time they found her heart condition, there was no time left to wait for a donor. So I went in for the match quietly, and without a second thought, gave her my healthy heart. I had an artificial one put in its place.