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Serenity's sultry figure was draped over my husband Zoran's body just before I was wheeled into the delivery room.
Her crimson lips brushed his ear as she whispered:
"Once she's gone in to have the baby, why don't we get a room at the hotel next door?"
Zoran didn't answer verbally, but his hands spoke volumes as they encircled Serenity's waist. The two began nuzzling each other right in front of me.
It was ages after I'd given birth before Zoran finally showed up, panting and covered in telltale marks, eagerly inquiring about my condition and the baby's.
Cradling our newborn, I smiled sweetly at him. "Zoran, darling, did you know you only have a week left to live?"

My Husband Steals Child's Vital Blood

I looked at him mockingly, and Zoran seemed to realize something, still hesitating: "No, it's not possible."


I had kindly reminded him about Serenity's identity earlier, but he didn't believe me at all.


"Whether you believe it or not, why don't you go check for yourself instead of arguing with me here?"


Zoran slammed the table, his emotions running high. He coughed several times in succession, covering his mouth. When he removed his hand, there was a pool of blood in his palm. His pupils constricted as he realized this was no ordinary cold.


"I need to go to the hospital real quick."


He carelessly grabbed a few tissues to wipe his hand, then grabbed his coat and rushed out.


But what he didn't know was that the hospital wouldn't find anything wrong. The existence of the venomous worms couldn't be detected by conventional medical methods.


Chapter 8