All Chapters of Abandoned on the Operating Table: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I finally found a suitable kidney donor, but something happened right before I was scheduled to get the transplant.My condition perfectly matched the case my husband's first love, Yvonne Sullivan, was writing about in her thesis, so my husband, Charles Gunner, refused to perform the surgery himself and insisted on handing me over to her for practice."Yvonne's the surgeon on paper, but I'll be present to ensure that nothing goes wrong. What are you so worried about?" he said impatiently when I refused to sign the consent papers.Ignoring my frail state, he grabbed my jaw so forcefully that I could hear my bones creak."I'm scared of dying!" I said. "You know better than anyone how complicated my case is. Yvonne has just graduated. How could she be able to do this well?"Yvonne heard what I said and ran out of the room crying.Charles jabbed his finger at me. "Then don't do the surgery and just wait to die. You ungrateful thing—I don't even know what to say to you."Then, he ran

Yvonne laughed in delight. Then, she opened the metal box I had used to keep the mementos of the love between me and Charles.She took out all of the letters, as well as the train ticket stubs that I had kept from the times I traveled to see him back when we were still in a long-distance relationship, and tore them all apart.Each time she ripped up a piece of paper, she looked up at Charles and smiled gleefully.She even handed him one, inviting him to join in the destruction.Charles did not refuse. He happily obliged.Together, they shredded ten years' worth of my love. Every action was like a stab through my heart.The last thing they tore apart was a photograph of Charles and me. After graduating from university, we went for a cheap photo shoot. It was cheap, but we had to save money from our part-time jobs to pay for it.At the time, he looked at me like I was his whole world—at least, that was what I believed.That was why I had never thought of throwing it away all thes

Before Charles could answer, several of his colleagues, drawn by the commotion, came over and pulled him away.I even heard them reprimanding him, but Charles just retorted self-righteously, "I know her case is complicated, but we can't deny new doctors the chance to gain experience. It's all part of the teaching process. I can't help it either!"One of the doctors said, "I don't see you putting as much effort into the other PhD students you're mentoring. How could you let a student practice on such an important case? The patient is your own wife! If you're really that generous, let's see you make the same choice next time. Maybe then we'll stop questioning you!"Charles stormed off without answering.Hadrian grabbed my arm and reinserted the IV, deliberately jabbing a little harder than necessary.I frowned but didn't make any sound.When he saw my frown, his movements quickly softened.It hadn't hurt that much, really."I can't believe you rejected me for that asshole. You're

I didn't know what Charles and Yvonne spoke about in the corridor, but it turned out that Charles asked Yvonne to apologize to me. When she came back in, she was holding several bags of stuff.She placed them in front of me. "I'm sorry about what happened in the past, Rachel. Please accept my most sincere apologies."Then, she quickly added, "But I've used your case as an example in my thesis. Charles has already spoken to the hospital, and I will be credited as the lead surgeon in your surgery. You'll need to sign off on that. Could you… just turn a blind eye this once?"It was still all about her own interests.When our eyes met, her gaze flickered uneasily."No."As soon as the word escaped my mouth, Yvonne suddenly dropped to her knees.This entire thing felt so ridiculous to me.On her knees, she began crying. "I worked so hard to get to where I am now, Rachel. You know how hard it is to get a PhD in medicine. I'm just one step away. Please help me. I'm begging you!"Char

Slowly, I tilted my hand. The bracelet slipped off my wrist and fell to the ground with a clang, the sound a mockery of all the years of our relationship.Charles froze for a moment before picking it up. With a laugh, he said, "You've been sick for years. Of course, you've lost weight. I should've thought of that.""No, you didn't think of that. You just made a random guess before buying it," I said.Charles refused to admit that.He continued reminiscing about our past, trying to paint a picture of how great things once were between us."When we first got together, we were separated in different cities. We started out in a long-distance relationship, remember? You kept coming to visit me," he said.He reached for something, as if trying to show me some evidence of this, but froze instead when he remembered something.I laughed at his flustered expression. "You and Yvonne tore apart everything I kept from that period. Yvonne burned what's left of the pieces.""You…" Charles spl