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Seven months pregnant, I was stabbed in the abdomen while trying to save my husband, Donavan.
That accident not only cost me my child but also left me unable to conceive due to excessive blood loss.
Donavan wept uncontrollably, vowing to treat me well for the rest of his life and never leave my side.
When faced with the women his mother-in-law tried to push on him, Donavan kicked them all out and immediately had a vasectomy.
He said he could live without children, but he would never betray me.
Everyone in New York City said I had a husband who doted on me to the bone and cherished me like his own life.
Two years later, I caught Donavan having car sex with my pregnant stepsister.
"Brother-in-law, our son is about to be born. When are you going to divorce my sister and marry me?"
Donavan's expression turned cold:
"Seraphina is my only wife. Know your place. Just focus on giving birth to the child. If Seraphina finds out, I won't spare you."
My stepsister pouted, her movements becoming more seductive. Donavan, overcome with desire, pinned her down beneath him. "Little temptress, if you please me well, I will reward you with a few more after you give birth to this one."
So the so-called eternal loyalty and that surgery were nothing but lies to deceive me.
Feeling utterly disheartened, I called the Gevano Family, the wealthiest in Los Angeles:
"I'm willing to marry the deceased young master of Los Angeles. Please help me leave Donavan."

Love and Hate Have Passed, Looking Back on Shattered Dreams

"Donavan, I was wrong, I won't ever dare do it again. I shouldn't have lied to you, shouldn't have had someone feed Blossom's ashes to dogs. Please forgive me. I just gave birth to your son, you can't do this to me."


Donavan looked at her like she was an idiot, revealing a chilling smile:


"Britta, you see, you still don't understand what you did wrong."


"If you hadn't messed with Seraphina, I might have even forgiven you for lying and digging up Blossom's ashes."


"Because for me, Donavan, no one in this world is more important than my Seraphina. And you, you've crossed my ultimate line. Prepare to die."


He handed the baby to his mother and had someone drag Britta away.


Britta cried, begging Donavan's mother to save her. Donavan's mother's face showed hesitation as she tried to plead on her behalf, but Donavan shut her down with one sentence.


Chapter 8