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

"Oh right, and Seraphina's bestie too."


When my best friend saw it was Brent, her face instantly darkened. "What are you doing here?"


He grabbed her desperately, like clutching at the last straw. "Do you know where Seraphina is? I can't find her. Please, I'm begging you, tell me."


The best friend shook off his hand, her eyes flashing with uncontrollable anger. "Now you want to find Sa...Seraphina? She stayed in this place for eight whole years because of you."


"And what did you give her? A body covered in scars or Sweetheart's death!"


Brent's heart instantly plunged into an icy pit, his lips trembling. "I didn't... I didn't..."


The best friend took out a recording, capturing everything crystal clear.


It was Genevieve trampling on Melody's ashes and cursing Melody, each word drilling mercilessly into Seraphina's heart.


Chapter 7