After my third premature stillbirth, I suffered severe bleeding due to emotional distress.
Damien knelt and bowed nine times up the mountain to pray for my recovery.
As I just opened my eyes after surgery, lying in the hospital bed about to call for a nurse,
I accidentally overheard Damien talking with the doctor outside the door.
"Damien, this is your third child with Vivienne. Even the strongest woman couldn't bear losing three children!"
"Felicity said she needed a baby's heart for medicine, so you killed your own child for her? You've truly gone mad."
"I promised Felicity I'd cure her. Once she's well, Vivienne and I will have a healthy baby. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to Vivienne, treating her well..."
My raised hand trembled slightly.
So to him, my child's life was merely medicinal material to be offered for Felicity's treatment.
Since heaven has opened my eyes to the truth, I will no longer be deceived and used by Damien.