When his daughter was on the verge of death, his wife, a pediatric specialist, pulled out her oxygen tube and declared that resuscitation had failed.
The moment their daughter died, she took out her heart to save the son of the man she loved.
When I learned the truth, I went mad and demanded that she pay for our daughter’s life.
But she laughed coldly. “She was just a stupid little girl. So what if she died?”
Seeing the merciless look on her face, I clenched my fists. I would remember this grudge.
Later, I forced her to kneel before my daughter’s grave and repent.
She wept with regret and begged me to forgive her.
How could a cold-blooded person truly repent? Short of her death, I couldn’t think of any way to forgive her.
