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 lifted my head, my expression instantly turning cold.


Her makeup was exquisite, and she wore an inappropriately red dress, deliberately showing off her fully restored legs.


As she spoke, she placed the flowers in her hand in front of Beibei's tombstone.


It was a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, with a few skirt-wearing teddy bears mixed in.


"Auntie hasn't thanked you yet. Thanks to your sacrifice, Auntie's leg was able to heal."


Watching her act so pretentiously, I clenched my fists tightly, unable to stop myself from trembling all over,


She turned her head, looking at me provocatively.


The flames of my anger overshadowed my grief, and like a beast protecting its cub, I drove her away,


"I told you to get lost! You have no right to see Beibei! You murderer!"


"Murderer? What nonsense are you talking about?"


She stood up, looking down at me condescendingly.


Chapter 7