My husband Gave My Kidney To His Lover's Dog

As soon as I heard "kidney transplant", it was like my heart plummeted right down to the bottom of a black hole.

All those memories from our five - year marriage started flashing through my mind like a movie on fast - forward.

Everyone was always going on about how David Smith was the kind of husband you'd only find once in a blue moon.

Just yesterday, he'd given me a sweet little kiss on the forehead and told me not to stress so much about having a baby.

For five whole years, he'd been the only one standing up to all that family pressure.

Even after I had that miscarriage two years back and my body just couldn't seem to get pregnant again, he'd stuck with me, treating me just like he did when we first got together.

I felt so lousy that I couldn't give him a kid. I'd finally caught a break when that top - notch doc came to Northtown. But he'd gone and blown it all to smithereens, all for a dog.

He'd even had my kidney yanked out and given it to Jane's mutt.

He knew darn well that without a kidney, my gymnastics career was toast.

David Smith, he figured the tears in my eyes were from the pain of the surgery.

He wiped the wetness from my eyes, looking all sad.

"I'm real sorry. I shoulda kept you safe."

I pulled away from his touch, and that tiny move jostled my wound.

All of a sudden, it felt like someone had stabbed me with a hot poker, and the pain shot right through me.

In an instant, my face turned deathly pale.

"Ella, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well? I'll go get the doctor!"

I called out to stop him, my voice quivering as I spoke.

"No, I just want to take a nap."

David Smith double - checked that I was okay before finally relaxing his furrowed brows.

"Alright, then you get some sleep."

He carefully tucked the blanket around me before turning to leave. After the ward door closed, I took out my phone and dialed a number. "You previously mentioned asking me to be a coach at the secret training base. I agree."

"Really? Once you enter the secret training base, you won't be able to contact the outside world. Does David Smith agree to you going?"

I tried my best to hold back the overwhelming emotions that were churning inside me like huge waves.

"I don't need his consent. I'll divorce him. As soon as the divorce is finalized, I'll go straight to the base."

Gritting my teeth against the pain, I signed myself out of the hospital.

As I was riding home in a cab, I caught sight of David Smith stepping out of the pet hospital, his arm slung casually around Jane.

There, in Jane's arms, was that blasted dog that now had my kidney. She was petting the mutt in her arms all lovey - dovey, her voice dripping with relief.

"Thank God Coco's alright. If anything bad had happened to my little furball, I seriously don't know what I'd do with myself."

David Smith gave her a soft look, running his fingers through Jane's hair.

"With a mom as doting as you, there was no way Coco wasn't gonna pull through."

Jane's mouth curled up into a smile.

"David, you're a lifesaver for getting Ella White to fork over her kidney for Coco. You gave my baby a second chance at life. From now on, you're Coco's daddy."

David Smith spoke in a doting tone,

"Jane, never say thank you to me. No matter what I have to give, it's all worth it as long as you're happy. I'll love Coco together with you."