Elliott Crane

For his beloved Qinyu, my husband personally caused the death of our daughter.

My daughter has a heart condition and waited three years to have a chance for surgery.

But the day before the surgery, he took the money meant to save our daughter and gave it to his beloved Qinyu for burn treatment.

This money was raised from selling my house; he had no right to touch it!

I confronted him, questioning how he could dare do this?

But he was indifferent to me and our daughter, only having eyes for his beloved Qinyu.

"If Qinyu's leg is scarred, her dream will be over."

"Beibei is so young, she has plenty of time to wait. Besides, I've already spent the money, so Beibei just has to wait."

It was only at that moment I realized that the marriage I tried so hard to maintain for my daughter's sake was worthless.

I returned to Beibei's side, unsure of how to tell her that her father had canceled the surgery.

But I didn't expect that Beibei actually understood everything.

"Mom, I don't blame Dad, it's because I’m useless and can't live healthily."

"Mom has suffered enough, I don't want Mom to suffer anymore..."

As she spoke, my daughter's breath became weaker and weaker.

I knelt in front of the doctors, begging them to save Beibei.

But today's surgery was her last chance to survive.

Now...

Everything is too late.

That night, my daughter was taken to the morgue.

I sat numbly all night by my child's cold body, sending him a message.

"Let's divorce."

The Husband Gave His Daughter's Life-Saving Opportunity to His Beloved Qinyu

I rushed into Qinyu's hospital room like a madwoman.


Qinyu lay on the bed with a rosy complexion, eating cherries.


Seeing me, she smiled brilliantly and smugly.


"You're here, thank you so much for selling the house to raise my medical expenses."


My mind exploded with a buzzing sound, and all the blood in my body rushed to my head.


That house was the inheritance left to me by my mother, sold with great pain to save Beibei's life.


"That's my daughter's lifesaving money!"


Qinyu curled her lips sarcastically, "Want to take the money back? Sure. Kneel down and beg me."


The money is still there, there's still hope for Beibei!


At that moment, I had no other thoughts in my mind.


Almost as soon as she finished speaking, I unhesitatingly knelt in front of her.


"For a daughter sentenced to death long ago, you're really willing to go all out."


I didn't care about her cold sarcasm; as long as I could get the money back, I was willing to do anything.


"I beg you... give me back the money; Beibei can still be saved! She's so young and hasn't seen the world; she shouldn't go like this!"


Qinyu immediately burst into laughter, "Oh dear, it's too late. I had my surgery the day before yesterday."


"What?!" I was thunderstruck, standing there in disbelief.


It turned out Ling Yue had long decided to cancel Beibei's surgery, yet he let me and the child foolishly hope for her recovery.


Beibei grew up in a hospital bed, enduring endless hardships.


Her tiny hands are covered with needle marks, without a patch of intact skin.


She can't run, can't jump, every breath is a struggle; I haven't slept a full night in three years.


Every day, she watches kids going to school to play, wishing to be a happy child too.


But just when she was closest to being a normal person, Ling Yue personally stripped her of that chance.


How could he be so ruthless and heartless; Beibei is his own flesh and blood!


Heartache and anger drove me to madness.


I raised my right hand and slapped Qinyu across the face with a "slap."


"You can insult me, curse me, take my man, but you cannot touch my child's lifesaving money!"


Qinyu glared at me angrily, raising her hand, ready to hit back.


But she glanced behind me and suddenly, clutching her cheek, fell back.


Just as I was about to turn, the person gave me a hard shove from behind.


"Bang!" I fell to the ground, my head slamming into the iron frame.


Blood instantly rushed down from my forehead into my eyes, staining the whole world red.


Yet Ling Yue didn't spare me a glance, only rushing to care for Qinyu.


"Qinyu, are you alright? Doctor, doctor!"


The tone was one of tenderness, a careful protectiveness I'd never heard before.


Chapter 2