Chapter 4

I paused. I was tempted to mention that Elena was also the woman who had so thoroughly played me.

Nevertheless, I shook my head.

If it was Mom’s last wish to donate her organs, I needed to help her fulfill this wish.

During this impasse, the doctor in charge of the organ transfer ran over, looking grim. “I’m sorry, Mr. Melchick, we’ve received orders from upstairs, and your mother’s organ donation might have to be delayed.”

Before I could even process that, something bumped into me, and I crashed to the floor.

When I finally came back to myself, I saw bills fluttering down around me.

The assistant’s disdainful voice sounded, “Do you think you can win against the influence of Miss Pascal? Mr. Sinclair is Miss Pascal’s most beloved person, and she treats his mother as her own family. This money is worth more than your mother’s life, much less her heart.”

I sat on the floor and cried.

That much money was not necessary to buy Mom’s life. Even the tip Elena paid to chase off a service worker was enough to save her life.

The assistant grabbed the cooler containing Mom’s heart and prepared to walk off, but I grabbed him.

“That’s my mom’s heart. You can’t take it!”

My mind was empty but for the desire to protect the last thing Mom had left on this earth.

The assistant kicked me and grabbed for the cooler again, but I held it fast. I refused to let it go, even if they beat me up for it.

Mom’s organs could not be sold to the highest bidder! It could save someone’s life, not be some standby heart for Hanson’s mother!

During this altercation, Elena’s voice cut in along with the click of her heels. “Adam, have you not gotten rid of the next of kin yet?”

I was stunned. I opened my mouth, about to call Elena’s name.

I wanted to ask when she would finally let Mom go.

“El—”

But just as I let out this weak noise, the assistant had me dragged off with a look.

“You think you can make your case with Miss Pascal?”

The assistant, Adam, shot me a sideways glance and kicked me a few more times.

“Take him away! It won’t be good for any of us if Miss Pascal finds out about this!”

I struggled and yelled, “I’m her husband! Ask her if you don’t believe me! Ask her whose name is on her marriage certificate! That heart belongs to her mother-in-law! Ask her how she dares to try and steal it!”

Everything went quiet for a moment, but then Adam clutched his stomach and let out a guffaw. “Everyone at Pascal Group knows Miss Pascal loves Mr. Sinclair the most. She gave him half her shares without blinking an eye.”

Adam looked me up and down in judgment of my poor state and sputtered out a laugh. “But you? Even the bodyguards at the door wear haute couture suits. What makes you think I could ever believe you’re Miss Pascal’s husband? Stop joking!”

Adam waved a hand, and several people dragged me away.

Brought away from that situation, I let my tears fall freely as I listened to Elena question Adam about why he couldn’t handle such a small thing.

“Did he think it was too little money? Well, give him more! I don’t care how much money it takes. Get that standby heart ready!”

Adam immediately scraped and bowed and apologized. “Miss Pascal, that crazy man actually claimed to be your husband! He even said…”

Adam subconsciously wanted to keep all this under wraps, but he said the rest of it at Elena’s glare, “He even said that the heart belongs to your mother-in-law.”