My Husband Declared Me Brain Dead, But His First Love Survived Her Brain Cancer novel Chapter 3

Even though I was just a spirit now, seeing Grandma cry made my own eyes well up with tears.

If only there were a way to take it all back.

If I could turn back time, I’d never have met Sebastian Edwards, and I certainly wouldn’t have married him.

Then maybe I wouldn’t have ended up dead.

It was such an ordinary day, three years ago. I had scraped my knee at home and went to a nearby private hospital to get it checked.

In less than two hours, my husband, Dr. Sebastian Edwards, personally declared me brain dead.

I had no idea what kind of gas they made me inhale, but I couldn’t move a muscle, even though I was fully conscious. I could hear everything.

I heard Sebastian whisper in my ear.

"Isabella, your brain cells are a perfect match for Charlotte’s."

"She’s got brain cancer, and the only thing that can save her now are your brain cells. I’m just going to take some and transfer them to Charlotte. After the surgery, I’ll wake you up."

I never thought Sebastian had planned it all along.

To cure Charlotte, he was willing to go that far.

What he didn’t know was that Charlotte had my body dumped in some desolate field, where they buried me in a shallow grave.

She only had someone inform my elderly grandmother that I had died in an accident at the hospital.

Years later, when someone dug up that field, they found my decayed remains.

For three years, I lay there, abandoned.

And my husband, Sebastian, thought I was out somewhere living my best life.

Now he was here, furious, demanding to know why I hadn’t lied to his mother to keep up appearances for our dead marriage.