Blood Ties and Betrayal
Language: en
At our wedding reception, my husband's childhood sweetheart, Bella, attempted suicide and was rushed to the ER. Hearing the news, my husband went berserk. He dragged me out of the venue, screaming that I had to go to the hospital and donate blood to her. I knelt on the ground, begging him to stop. I told him I was two months pregnant and that a forced blood donation could cause a miscarriage. But the next second, my in-laws, who had just arrived, kicked me in the stomach. "Let it miscarry! You can always get pregnant again later! If anything happens to Bella because you delayed, you'll…