Chapter 4Her Husband Cheated, and She Tore Down the Wealthy Family for a Triumphant Revenge!

The test results were grim.

Harper Jenkins had a severe heart condition and needed a transplant immediately. But there was no matching donor.

And Gabriel?

He had been obsessing over finding one, neglecting everything—including his company.

Just as desperation started clawing at his patience, someone approached him.

"I know a way to get Harper Jenkins a heart transplant. But it depends on whether you're willing to accept the proposal."

Gabriel's eyes darkened as he studied the stranger—a man dressed in a long coat, his face obscured by a hat and mask.

"And why should I trust you?" Gabriel asked, skepticism lacing his voice.

The man pulled down his mask, revealing sharp, chiseled features. "Because I’m Dr. Benjamin Wright. A leading heart specialist from M Country."

Gabriel's breath hitched.

Dr. Wright?

The name alone was enough to shake the medical world.

Dr. Wright pulled out an ID and handed it over. "Verify it if you must."

Gabriel studied the identification, his mind racing. He didn’t have time for doubts. He had to take the chance.

"What’s your solution?" Gabriel asked, his voice low and urgent.

Dr. Wright leaned in slightly. "There’s no suitable match in the donor database. But that doesn’t mean there isn’t a match outside of it."

Gabriel’s brows furrowed. "Explain."

Dr. Wright’s lips curved into a knowing smile. "Your wife, Julia, had a recent heart exam. Her heart is in perfect condition. And… it's a perfect match for Harper Jenkins."

The air around them turned suffocatingly heavy.

Gabriel’s expression hardened. "There’s no other option?"

Dr. Wright shook his head. "Either she consents… or you wait for another donor. But Harper’s time is running out."

Gabriel’s jaw tightened.

"Prepare for the surgery. I’ll take care of Julia."

* * *

That evening, Gabriel did something he never did.

He cooked.

The aroma of braised pork ribs filled the apartment as he set the table with practiced ease.

The moment I stepped inside, my senses went on high alert.

Gabriel turned to me with an easy smile. "Welcome home. Wash your hands and eat. I made your favorite."

I arched an eyebrow, crossing my arms. "Drop the act. Just tell me what you want."

His smile faltered. He set down the chopsticks and walked over, his expression grave.

"Julia, Harper is dying. She needs a heart transplant, but there’s no available donor."

My lips curled into a smirk. "And what does that have to do with me?"

Gabriel's eyes pleaded with mine. "Your heart is a match."

A silence stretched between us.

Then, I laughed.

Actually laughed.

His brows knitted. "Julia, please. Help her."

I tilted my head, feigning innocence. "Give up my heart… for your mistress? Why would I do that?"

His patience snapped. "Because Harper Jenkins’s life is on the line!"

I sighed, shaking my head. "Not my problem."

His hands curled into fists. "You’re really this selfish? You’d let her die?"

I stood abruptly, my chair scraping against the floor. "And what about me, Gabriel? Have you ever thought about my life? My well-being?"

Slap.

The impact sent my head snapping to the side.

The sharp sting spread across my cheek, but I didn’t flinch.

Gabriel’s voice was low and venomous. "You’re willing to watch Harper die, but you won’t take a risk for her?"

I met his gaze, my eyes cold, unyielding. "And what if I refuse?"

His lips curled into something dark. "Then don’t forget—I control the NovaTech Inc.. If you don’t agree, I’ll make sure you lose everything."

Something inside me snapped.

I inhaled slowly, forcing a calm I didn’t feel. Then, I gave him exactly what he wanted.

"Fine."

His eyes gleamed with triumph.

I smiled.

Gabriel Hall… you have no idea what you’ve just set in motion.