I had a stomachache in the middle of the night and asked my husband to come home. Because of that, he missed picking up his first love at the airport. She got into a car accident, was disfigured, and lost a leg. Furious, my husband thought I'd deliberately tricked him into coming home and shoved me hard. I started hemorrhaging, and we lost the baby. Later, his first love tried to take her own life by jumping from a building. Everyone was frantic to save her, and I wanted to help too, but I was the one who fell. I gave up both my life and my baby's for my husband's first love, yet after I died, he nearly cried himself blind. He even exposed the truth in public at her wedding: the two of them had deliberately plotted to hurt me. My husband was consumed with regret and ended his life the same way I had.
