Spare Part Wife: Liver For His Mistress
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as beating a frantic, uneven rhythm against her ribs, a physical hammering that made her breath hitch in her throat. This was Per Se. This was their third anniv
ineral tang of the Hudson River drifting up from the city below. It was a sce
er asked, his voice a hushed reverence as
le on her face. She reached for the stem of her cry
le. He covered the rim of his glass with a hand that
void of the warmth that used to make Jad
for a fraction of a second before he bowed and re
s until they popped. Jada swallowed hard, her throat dry. She reached across the pristine white tablecloth, her hand trembling sl
ips grazed
away sharply, as if s
ada retracted her hand, curling it into
ed. "What is it? Is i
ung open. It wasn't the sommelier. It wasn
idn't recognize. The stranger wore a suit that cost more than her college tuit
table and placed a thick, bound document right in the center, displacing the delicate floral arrangement of white
large room. "Okay. This is... new. Is this a divorce settlement,
se the alternative was that this was real,
ally looked at her, with eyes that were
cal consent
English words, but strung together, they formed a sen
otic. He flipped the heavy document open to a page flagge
NT COMPATIBILI
red, but one name stood out, typed in bold, uppercase
HAZEL L
d to drop away, leaving Jada s
ze
00 AM to find Darius on the balcony, the glow of his phone illuminating a fac
n't be
's dying, Jada. Her liver is failing. We've exhausted the national regist
ight of his desperation c
y compatible mat
ar plexus. "Compatible?" she whispered, the word feeling foreign in her mo
ce. The ex-girlfriend. The 'one who got away.' The woman whose nam
ice dry and devoid of empathy. "The lab calls it a perfect six-antigen match. The odds of t
a repeated, her
o had insisted on comprehensive genetic testing before their wedding for 'insurance p
ike a physical blow. It w
s a h
t them fall. She gripped the edge of the table until her knuckles
r?" she asked. Her voice wa
checked his watch, a dismissive gesture that said
ver regenerates. You'll be ba
Jada screamed, the sound
hair screeched backward, toppl
s fumbling with the clasp. "I am not a spare part. I a
door, her legs f
ouch her, but his broad body blocked the ex
" Jada
n didn'
e of terrifying calm. He walked around the table, his footsteps heavy on
ated. His tone had shifted. The coldnes
forcing her to look up at him
he only outcome I will acc
face for the man she loved, but he wa
r voice shaking. "But if you do, you lo
f something crossed his eyes-pain?
ing down to her ear. "Or I cut off the
he sound was w
e best facility in the state, receiving experimental Alzheimer's treatme
breathed. "She has no
r is necessary," D
ure horror. He was holdin
e wine glass-the one Darius had
Jada grabbed the crystal flu
at
sion. Shards rained down onto the carpet. Red wine
, Jada pushed past a stunned Harriso
e other patrons. She ran into the waiting elevator and slammed
began to s
't chasing her. He was standing in the doorway of the priva
w he h