On the Day of My Miscarriage, I Remarried My Scumbag Uncle

When I was eight weeks pregnant, I saw the pregnancy test results from him and my mistress on my husband's mobile phone. The date was one month earlier than mine. My mother-in-law smiled and asked me to drink the "anti-fetus medicine", saying that I was guaranteed to have a grandson. When there was heavy bleeding on the operating table, I heard the nurse say: "Mr. Gu went to the prenatal check-up with his first love and said that he should not have had this child in the first place." I climbed out of the hospital bed, took the blood-stained pregnancy test sheet, and walked straight to the private ward on the top floor of the hospital. The powerful man was standing in front of the window. I handed over the order: "Marry me, and I will help you get the entire Gu family." He crushed the cigarette and raised the corners of his lips: "Prove your worth." I turned around and slapped the pregnancy test sheet on the face of my ex-husband who came to stop me: "Call Auntie." But that night, the man's kiss fell on the side of my tear-stained neck: "Now, let's talk about the real price——"