My husband killed our son for the sake of his first love's child.
After I married Zhou Chi, we had a son. I thought the three of us would be happy forever.
Who could have guessed that he would use our son to donate bone marrow to the child of his first love?
My son was only three years old!
I held him in my arms and knelt on the floor, confronting my husband. “Isn't he your child too? Don't you love him?!”
He replied coldly, “His very existence was meant to keep Xiao Yuan alive.”
It turned out he'd only married me for that child.
Later, our son died in his hospital bed, never to return.
He murmured, “No, no, that's impossible. It was only a bone marrow donation. How could he have died?”
