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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.

Husband Uses Our Child As Medicine For His First Love

"Felicity, go to hell and keep my three children company!"


Felicity's hands frantically beat against Damien, her face turning bright red from lack of oxygen.


Just as she was about to suffocate, Mr. and Mrs. Langdon rushed over.


"Damien, have you lost your mind? Let go of Felicity right now!"


Mr. Langdon forcefully pulled at Damien's hands while Mrs. Langdon sank her teeth into them.


Damien, startled by the pain, released his grip.


Felicity collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest and gasping for air.


Mr. Langdon slapped Damien hard across the face.


"What the hell do you think you're doing, you ungrateful son? First burying bodies in the backyard, and now trying to harm Felicity."


"What kind of spell has this Vivienne cast on you to drive you to such extremes?"


Mrs. Langdon held Felicity in her arms, comforting her.


"Don't be afraid, Felicity. I'll stand up for you and make sure Damien apologizes."


Chapter 8