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I was about to give birth, but my husband Lorne was in a car accident and was in critical condition.
I didn't care about my own health and insisted on donating blood for him, just because he had the most scarce Rh-negative blood.
As a large amount of blood was drawn out of my body and my consciousness gradually faded, I heard his conversation with others:
"Doctor Stratton, you lied to Doctor Myerson that something happened to you, and now you have drawn a lot more blood than she can bear. She is about to give birth. Isn't this a bad idea?"
Lorne's voice was calm and calm.
"Fabiana had a heavy bleeding during childbirth, and the blood bank's Rh-negative blood was far from enough. I had no choice but to do this."
"But it is Felicity's blessing to be able to save Fabiana. At worst, Fabiana's child will also call Felicity mother."
But later, I smiled and told him that our child was gone.
He went insane.

The Husband Who Made Me Donate Blood for Pure Love

I coughed a few times, choking. The after-effects of excessive blood loss hit me, and I slumped weakly against the wall, letting my body slide down.


I stared intently into Lorne's eyes, using my last bit of strength to say:


"The day of the over-donation, I lost the baby."


"Eight months premature, a boy, stillborn."


Hearing this, Lorne staggered back a few steps, his eyes filled with disbelief.


Fabiana promptly wrapped her arm around him, softly consoling:


"Lorne, it was just a blood draw, how could that be possible?"


"Right... right, just a blood draw, how could that be possible?"


As a doctor, he knew better than anyone the severe harm blood loss could cause to a pregnant woman, but he still feigned composure, trying to argue against it.


As if doing so could absolve him of his guilt.


The shock in Lorne's eyes was replaced by disgust.


I unveiled my shirt in front of everyone, unable to argue with him any longer.


Chapter 5