My Husband Faked a Heart Condition to Get Rid of Me

"Vivienne! You’re the foremost authority in cardiac surgery in the country—I can’t do this surgery on your husband!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.

I glanced at my reflection, the half-drawn eyebrow in the mirror, and replied coldly, without looking up.

"I have severe depression. The hospital director has forbidden me from stepping into an operating theater. There’s nothing I can do."

"But Leander’s heart is ruptured! He’s hemorrhaging heavily. Without immediate surgery, he’ll die!" Evangeline cried, desperation thick in her voice.