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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

Emmett remained motionless in the vehicle, feeling as if his heart had been torn out. The surrounding world seemed distant, as if his very essence had been depleted.


In the sky above, a plane streaked across, leaving behind shimmering trails. Yet no matter how intently he scanned the horizon, Athena had vanished, leaving him with nothing but a deafening quiet.


Miles away, in the small town of Brunnstad, Finland, Athena gently guided two-year-old Eira towards the ceramics workshop. The toddler, now steady on her feet, gleefully played with a heap of clay, offering Athena a small piece with an innocent grin.


Athena gently smiled, planting a kiss on Eira's cheek. "Eira, I'm not your mommy."


The child frowned briefly but disregarded the statement, persisting in calling her mommy. Athena's heart warmed as she chuckled softly, tenderly caressing the girl's head.


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