Late at night, in a torrential downpour.
Lin Wan stumbled out through the side gate of the Gu family estate, soaked to the skin, clutching a rain-soaked diagnosis in her hand: “Pregnancy, 8 weeks.”
This child was a gift she had won only after three years of marriage to Gu Chenzhou and countless desperate, humiliating pleas.
But just an hour earlier, she had caught her husband, forever aloof and treating her like she was invisible, gently holding his first love, his cherished moonlight, who had been in a coma for three years after a car accident. He murmured a promise to her: “When she wakes up, everything can go back to the way it was. As for Lin Wan... she’s just a blood bank and a stand-in to keep you alive.”
So her three-year marriage had been nothing but a carefully planned medical con to keep his cherished love alive. Her rare panda blood was the only reason the Gu family had married her.
When Gu Chenzhou found Lin Wan, she was standing on the edge of a cross-sea bridge, her slender figure swaying in the gale.
“Lin Wan, get down!” His voice still carried its usual commanding tone, but betrayed a note of panic he hadn’t even noticed himself.
Lin Wan turned around. Rain mingled with tears on her face, yet she gave him a tragic, beautiful smile unlike any he had ever seen.
“Gu Chenzhou, you know what? The doctor said my blood type has changed. I can’t save the woman you love anymore.”
“And...” She gently touched her belly, her gaze empty. “There was once a child here. Yours. But just now, it was gone.”
As he watched in wide-eyed horror, she fell backward like a withered leaf stripped of all strength, plunging into the dark, raging sea.
“No!!!”
