Only After I Terminated the Pregnancy Did My Husband Say He Loved Me

When I was six months pregnant, my younger sister was in a car accident and urgently needed a blood transfusion. After testing, it turned out that only my blood type was compatible. But I was already exhausted and underweight from morning sickness, so I could only refuse. My family forcibly dragged me to the transfusion room anyway. With my huge belly, I was too weak to fight back, so I could only call my husband for help. But he watched coldly from the sidelines. “Your health is good, so donating a little blood won’t hurt you. Qingqing is different. She has a bright future ahead of her. We can’t let anything hold her back.” After the procedure, I passed out in the transfusion room. The first thing I did after waking up was book an abortion.