He Married Me for the Heart Inside My Chest Chapter 15

He Married Me for the Heart Inside My Chest Chapter 15

As Vera broke down sobbing, a sharp pain 

stabbed my chest. 

Like a dull blade cutting through my veins. 

The world went dark, and I crumpled to the 

ground. 

“Lila!” 

Silas’s voice, panicked. 

When I woke, everything was white. 

A hospital room. 

Wren Carter sat by the bed, eyes swollen like 

walnuts. 

“You’re awake. I was so scared.” 

“What happened?” 

I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy. 

“Rejection reaction.” 

The attending doctor stood in the doorway, frowning. 

“Ms. Voss, extreme emotional stress triggered 

severe acute rejection.” 

“The heart’s unstable now.” 

I turned my head. Silas stood by the door, holding 

a critical care notice. 

His hands shook violently. 

“Save her.” 

His voice was hoarse as he spoke to the doctor. 

“Whatever it costs. Just save her.” 

The doctor sighed. “It’s not about money. She’s 

lost the will to live. Too much emotional strain.” 

Silas knelt beside the bed, grabbed my hand. 

“Lila… I’m sorry. I was wrong. So wrong.” 

“I shouldn’t have seen you as her. Shouldn’t have 

lied.” 

“If you live, I’ll sign the divorce papers today. I’ll disappear from your life. Please.” 

I stared at him, cold. 

“Silas. If I died right now… would you take my heart and give it to Vera?” 

He froze, eyes wide with terror. 

“That’s crazy…” 

“You love this heart, don’t you? I don’t want it 

anymore. It’s exhausting.” 

I closed my eyes. Tears slipped down my cheeks 

into the pillow. 

This was what it felt like when sacrifice was 

thrown away. 

I’d tried so hard to build a life with him. This was 

what I got. 

Vera was arrested, thanks to the recording. 

But my body was breaking too. 

“Mr. Hale… Ms. Voss doesn’t have much time left.” 

The doctor spoke quietly in the hallway. 

I lay there, listening. Empty inside. 

A voice whispered by my ear. 

“Lila. Do you wanna win?” 

Wren’s voice. 

I opened my eyes. She held a stack of papers. 

“Vera’s full confession. All the proof of her 

smearing you over the years.” 

“You wanna die feeling sorry for yourself while 

Silas grieves… or watch them burn?” 

I stared at the papers. A flicker of hope ignited in 

the darkness. 

No. I wouldn’t die. 

Why should I hand my life to that psycho Vera… or 

that fake Silas? 

This life was mine. This heart was mine now.