My billionaire husband forced me to donate a kidney to save his beloved, who was suffering from kidney failure.
When the operation was over, I lay in my hospital bed, bleeding heavily and barely clinging to life.
But my husband stayed by his beloved's bedside, unmoved.
Our six-year-old daughter begged him three times.
The first time, she gathered her courage and went up to call him Dad.
But he threw her out of the room, claiming she might disturb his beloved.
The second time, our daughter cried and told him I was vomiting blood.
He sneered. "You're just like that mother of yours, always lying."
Then he threw her out of the room again.
The third time, our daughter knelt in front of him in tears and said I had stopped breathing.
His patience finally ran out. He grabbed her by the collar and tossed her outside. "It's just a kidney transplant. What could possibly happen? Keep making a fuss and waking Xiaxia, and I'll kick you and Su Yan both out of the hospital."
