My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 710:

The weight of his discoveries in recent days had shattered Albin’s image of Lise. The woman he had once regarded as innocent and fragile had turned out to be anything but.

He did not know about the heart transplant until recently, but he had always treated Lise like a younger sister.

Kristopher, his expression cold and detached, listened as Albin recounted the details. He had already reviewed the information about the recipient of Lisa’s heart, and the situation no longer stirred him. His voice was flat when he asked, “Were the medical records mixed up?”

Albin sighed on the other end of the line.

He replied, “No. It was more complicated than that. Lise only had arrhythmia, but she was diagnosed with heart failure. At the time, her condition was deemed serious, and she was matched for a transplant. Everything was ready for surgery.

But her father balked at the cost and decided to compare prices at another hospital. That’s when further tests revealed the error—her condition wasn’t life-threatening after all. She didn’t need a transplant.”

There was a quiet heaviness in his breath as he silently lamented the cruel twists of fate.

Kristopher’s frown deepened, his grip on the phone tightening. “So why would she create fake medical records?”

Albin sounded weary. “Years later, she learned you were searching for the recipient of Lisa’s heart. Someone called her during the investigation. She saw an opportunity and took it.”

Kristopher’s thoughts drifted back to the chaos of those years.

At the time, the hospital had undergone massive restructuring. Departments had spun off into independent entities, and the entire archive system was in shambles. Critical files were misplaced or lost. Faced with this disarray, the only way forward had been to contact patients one by one.

“Mm,” Kristopher murmured in acknowledgment, his gaze distant as memories resurfaced.

Albin continued, his tone cautious. “The patient who received the transplant wasn’t doing well and eventually moved to Isonridge. That gap gave Lise the perfect chance to weave her story.”

The weight of Albin’s words settled heavily on Kristopher. His fingers tightened around the phone, veins visible on the back of his hand. An intense hatred burned in his eyes.

There had been countless chances for him to uncover the truth—after the hospital reorganized, during the reconstruction of the archives. He could have checked the files again.

He had every opportunity to cross-check Lise’s claims, to verify the validity of her surgery. He never thought to check her DNA. Instead, he had relied on superficial evidence: a scar on her chest, her tearful demeanor, her fragile appearance.

He had let her face deceive him. She had seemed so much like Lisa—pure, pitiful, and undeserving of the hardships life had thrown her way.

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