My daughter died at the hands of kidnappers.
At the time, my husband was with another woman.
As my daughter lay dying, she asked me,
“Why didn’t Daddy save me? I did everything right. Why wouldn’t he love me?”
I stared at my daughter, blood spilling from her mouth, unable to speak as tears streamed down my face.
She died on the way to the hospital.
I called Gu Heng, and he told me,
“Stop making a scene. Bai Yun’s son broke his leg at school.”
He hung up without waiting for my reply.
I stood outside the hospital, watching patients hurry past and staring at my daughter’s lifeless body.
