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Nine months pregnant, Dashiell took me to a charity gala. Midway through, someone drugged me, causing premature labor.
He frantically rushed me to the hospital, shouting "Save the mother! Save the mother!" and called in over a dozen specialists for a consultation.
When I woke up, I found myself alone in the hospital room.
Fighting through the pain, I got up to search for Dashiell, but overheard his conversation with the doctor at the stairwell.
"Mr. Carlisle, why did you kill your own son? He still had a pulse."
"Only with his death can my child with Vivienne rightfully inherit my fortune."
"Vivienne just gave birth to my bouncing baby boy a few days ago. My mother is overjoyed. As for Seraphina, I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to her."
I covered my mouth, weeping bitterly.
So, the happy life I envisioned was just a fantasy.
I'll let Dashiell and Vivienne have their way then.

The husband gave me an abortifacient drug

He opened it puzzlingly, finding a voice message inside.


He had a premonition that this voice message was like Pandora's box, full of temptation but also carrying a hefty price.


Hesitantly, he pressed the play button, and a familiar voice came through.


"Mr. Carlisle, why did you kill your own son? He was still breathing."


"Only with his death can my child with Vivienne rightfully inherit my fortune."


"Vivienne just gave birth to a bouncing baby boy a few days ago. My mother is over the moon. As for Seraphina, I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to her."


The phone hit the ground with a loud crash.


Dashiell stood in disbelief. Seraphina, she already knew about his conversation with the doctor.


He carefully recalled what he had said that day. He had killed his child with Seraphina and switched it with Vivienne's baby.


Including drugging Seraphina and removing her uterus.


Chapter 6