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The seventh year of my marriage to Dane, I was kidnapped by his arch-enemy.
He livestreamed to the whole internet as he terminated the child in my womb.
My husband Dane lit up fireworks across the entire city just to make his sweetheart smile.
Inadvertently, they clicked on the livestream. He covered his pure love's eyes:
"How dare they broadcast such a bloody livestream? My Seraphina is so timid, what if it leaves her traumatized? Can you take responsibility for that?"
Under the sky full of fireworks, I lost our only child and was left battered and barely alive by the roadside.
By chance, I encountered Dane accompanying Seraphina to pick up a cake. I reached out to cling to his leg, only to be kicked away.
"Get lost."
He didn't know he had just kicked away his only hope in this life.
I decided to give them a grand gift. When the fireworks bloom, it will also be your demise day.

Fireworks Bloom on Your Demise Day

As his crazed eyes raised the chainsaw in his hands,


a group of people burst in from behind. I caught sight of my brother's silhouette and finally let out a sigh of relief. My family must have seen this livestream.


Dane might not care, but they certainly would care about me!


Tears streamed down my cheeks. When I heard my brother's voice, my taut nerves began to relax slightly.


My eyelids kept drooping. Just before I was about to pass out, amid the chaos and fighting, my brother grabbed me and pulled me out. Only then did I realize this man wasn't even abroad.


He was in a sealed underground room, merely a few dozen yards from where Dane had prepared the fireworks show.


He set off fireworks across the whole city just to make Seraphina smile, while I was being tortured in this dark, confined basement. I dragged my battered body along.


At the last moment, my brother suddenly exerted force and said, "Felicity, run! Go forward and don't look back."I strain with all my might to crawl out, not daring to fall behind.


My mind is in utter chaos. As I use my last ounce of strength to escape from the basement, I finally breathe in the fresh outside air.


My appearance must be terrifying, as everyone around me backs away. I have no energy left to move forward, and as I collapse, I see Dane getting out of his car.


He went to pick up a cake for Seraphina, and I happen to fall right in front of him.


When I reach out to speak, he angrily says, "Get lost, you filthy beggar! Don't dirty Seraphina's new dress."


My heart bleeds silently, my disheveled hair covering my eyes.


Seraphina, wearing a pure white little dress, crouches down, her eyes filled with condescension.


"Felicity, I recognized you right away. How does it feel to be so despised by the one you love? If I were you, I'd have divorced him already. What's the point of staying with someone who doesn't love you?"


Seraphina stomps hard on my hand, telling me to get lost quickly.Suddenly, Dane turned around and asked Seraphina with concern what was wrong.


He saw the woman fall to the ground, and Seraphina said pitifully, "I just wanted to help her up, but who knew..."


With that, Dane kicked me away. I struggled to get up, but he knocked me unconscious with another kick.


As they were leaving, I heard Dane's caring tone as he asked Seraphina if she was hurt or if I had soiled her.


How lovely, Dane. So Seraphina has always been the one in your heart. Why did you deceive and trick me?


Chapter 3