My Fiance Left Me for My Friend, I Found A God Mafia Who Truly Loves Me

My father died in a car accident. During the cremation, I noticed a knife scar over his heart.

I sent my assistant to investigate and he returned with a pile of surgical consent forms.

My dad's heart had been transplanted into my best friend. And the relative who signed the consent? My fiancé, Clayton Aiken.

I called to confront him and his tone was calm and indifferent, he said, "Sorry, Angelina is pregnant and we couldn't find a matching donor."

He added, "Your dad was already dead anyway, no point letting the heart go to waste. Think of it as a gift to his grandson, he'd be happy."