He Took My Heart for His First Love, Then Lost His Mind Over Me

After Edwin’s first love arrived, I left his home without telling anyone.

The first week after I left, he didn't care at all. He spent the week doting on her first love, taking her to social gatherings, making people gossip about me being left.

The second week after I left, his friends began placing bets on whether I would come back crawling or scheme against Rose and cry for attention. Edwin heard them making jokes about me, and he actually laughed, keeping Rose on his lap.

The third week after I left, he tracked me down and barged into my door.

“Stop all this drama, Victoria.” He spat, “Rose’s heart is delicate. Your heart is the right match for her. Donate your heart to her, and I’ll marry you.”

But what he expected from me, a long confrontation or an ocean of tears, he didn't get at all.

“Okay,” I replied, my voice as calm as the ocean. “When is the surgery’s date?”

Edwin froze at his place. What he didn't know was that I was not the Victoria he remembered.

I had been transported into his world after an accident, and only by fulfilling his hundred wishes could I finally return to my own.

And, this was his hundredth wish!

Edwinwatched me in panic. He seemed to be lost in his words. This was not what he was prepared for.

He must have thought of plenty of ways of negotiation. He must have come prepared to make me finally give in to his demand and give my consent to the heart transplant.

But my submission to his demand shocked him. He grabbed my shoulder and pulled me closer, making me look up into his eyes, “Do you understand what I’m asking for? After you donate your heart to Rose, you would be a living dead, Victoria.”

“Do you actually understand what that means?” He raised his eyebrows, trying to see through my eyes.

How could I not?

Even if I were not from this world, ever since I arrived, I have made every single attempt to make him happy. There was a brief moment when I actually thought of continuing to live in this world with him.

But, after his true love arrived, he didn't consider my feelings at all, and now he was asking me to give my heart to his old lover.

How could it not hurt?

But I remained calm. I simply said, “This is what you want me to do for you, don't you?”

A flicker of something like guilt passed through his eyes, and he immediately let go of me, asking coldly, “Are you that desperate to marry me?”

I said nothing.

He thought I was doing this because he offered a wedding in return. But, he didn't know I wasn't that desperate to marry him. Not anymore. I was desperate to leave him and his world.

I remembered the day Rose came back. He was taking me out to dinner that night.

“Edwin,