Perfect Marriage, Poisoned Lies
Language: en
When I was eight months pregnant, someone slipped me an abortion drug. Blood pooled around me. Sebastian drove through countless red lights, tears streaming down his face as he rushed me to the hospital. He found the top obstetrician, desperate to save my life. On the operating table, I woke up early and heard him talking to my brother: "Didn't we agree it was just an abortion? Why did you remove her uterus too? Sebastian, what gives you the right to take away her ability to be a mother?" Sebastian's usually gentle voice turned cold as ice: "Letting that child live for eight months…