ManyWriters

On the day of my daughter's dance competition, a madman suddenly charged towards her with an iron rod.
To protect my daughter, I was battered dozens of times by the lunatic, my arm brutally broken in the process.
My husband Brent immediately apprehended the madman and urgently rushed us to his private, high-end hospital for emergency treatment.
In the hospital room, I was jolted awake from unconsciousness by the searing pain in my broken arm, wanting to call out for Brent.
But I overheard the doctor asking him, "Wasn't the agreement just to replace the knee joint? Why did you have to harm Mrs. Frost and smother the child?"
"Seraphina's just got a broken arm, she's a bit hurt but it's not fatal."
"Her only purpose was to provide a knee joint replacement for Genevieve's son. Now that her mission is complete, there's no need for her to stay alive."
"After all... Genevieve's daughter is my biological child."
So it turns out my daughter was nothing more than an organ carrier to Brent.
But what he doesn't know is that Genevieve's daughter has no blood relation to him whatsoever.

The Hollow Love

Brent anxiously blurted out to me, "I promise I'll never answer her calls again."


Watching his frantic actions, I could only find it laughable.


I slowly poured my red wine over his head, saying, "Brent, I will never, ever forgive you."


He froze, gripping my hand tightly, "Why? Give me one reason."


I looked him up and down, spitting out mercilessly, "Because you're filthy."


Brent gradually let go of my hand, "I... I just made a mistake. I've wronged you. I won't do it again."


In the past, if I'd heard him apologize so humbly over and over again.


Now, I no longer cared about him. To me, he was just a rag that could never be washed clean.


I wiped my wrist where he had just touched with a wet wipe, "Brent, the moment you chose Genevieve countless times, we became impossible."


Brent's face turned a shade paler, his lips trembling, "Seraphina, can you trust me one last time, please?"


Chapter 9