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I accidentally overheard my husband, Jacob Lopez, talking to the doctor after my miscarriage.
"Find a way to sedate my wife and remove her uterus. Ensure she can never get pregnant again."
He then put his large hand on another woman's stomach and said, "Provide her with the best prenatal care. I want her baby to be the Lopez family heir."
I recognized the woman—she was a streamer from Jacob's company.
I heard him sternly remind the doctor once more, "And make sure my wife recovers well. If this operation causes her any problems, you'll all face severe consequences."
My heart sank. I never thought the man who once cherished me would suddenly turn against me.
Without hesitation, I left him with divorce papers, wishing them well in their "relationship."

The Bitter Betrayal Behind Hospital Walls

Jacob continued to defend himself, saying, "We're still married. I never signed the divorce papers. You're my wife. About Daisy, let me explain. It was just a momentary lapse. I swear, you're the one I've always loved, and that hasn't changed."


"You know how it is for someone in my position. Women are constantly trying to get close to me. I managed to resist at first, but I'm only human. I couldn't suppress my physical urges, so..."


His words felt like knives piercing my heart, mocking the years of love and trust I had invested in our relationship.


Unable to contain myself any longer, I struck him across the face with an open palm.


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