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

The line quickly turned into a straight line.


Beibei's little heart never beat again.


The doctor regretfully shook his head at me.


I collapsed to the ground, shaking my head vigorously.


"No! Impossible, please save her again, she's only six!"


"She hasn't been to the amusement park, hasn't seen the world well, her life is just starting, I'm begging you!"


Again and again, heavily and with all my strength.


Today's surgery was Beibei's only chance.


I personally held her to the mortuary, washed her body and changed her clothes like countless times before, and also braided her hair.


She looked beautiful, just like she was asleep.


In a daze, the words Beibei once said kept echoing in my ears.


"Mommy, don't be sad. Beibei is not afraid of needles or pain, Beibei will definitely get better."


Chapter 5