My Son and I Were Caught in a Terrorist Attack, and the Killer Was My Wife

While traveling abroad with our son, Su Yao and I were caught in a terrorist attack. The terrorists fired indiscriminately into the crowd. To protect our son, I took several bullets and collapsed, covered in blood, in Su Yao's arms. Su Yao grabbed a gun and shot the terrorist dead. Then she rushed me to the best hospital in the area and brought in a renowned medical team to save me. Clinging to my last breath, I told her to save our son first. But, choking back sobs, she told me that a stray bullet had hit him in the head and he had been pronounced dead. I couldn't hold on any longer and passed out. When I opened my eyes again, I saw Su Yao leaning over my bedside, her eyes red-rimmed. She was overjoyed to see me awake. But the next moment, I heard her speaking fluent French with the doctor. “Ms. Su, you're such a good shot. You could have taken him down right away, so why did you wait until the child was dead before striking back? He was your own son.” “My only son is the child I had with Yi Feng, Jiang Yuxuan.” “I promised Yi Feng that everything I have would belong to Yuxuan. So Lin Yu'ang's existence was a mistake. I'm just correcting that mistake now.” It turned out that every hardship I had endured had been inflicted by the person I thought loved me. If that's what she wanted, then I would give her what she wanted.