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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

I was drowning in Damien’s honeyed words, lashing out with such cruel words to hurt them.


They moved abroad in utter disappointment.


Yet when they learned of my plight back home, their fury warred with aching hearts.


The plane landing on this desolate island was their doing


A desperate plan to shield me from Damien’s reach.


Mother’s eyes blazed with a storm of anger and sorrow the moment she saw me.


After returning home, she saw me remove my wig and noticed the scars on my arms where I had scratched through the skin.


Due to the side effects of the special medication, I'd lost most of my hair in just a few days.


My body was constantly breaking out in rashes, tormenting me day and night, and I couldn't help but scratch my skin raw.


"Mom, I'm back safe and sound, aren't I?"


"From now on, I'll be good and listen to you both. I won't go anywhere."


Chapter 9