On Our Wedding Night, My Husband Cut Out My Heart’s Blood to Save His Childhood Sweetheart

On our wedding night, my husband took the blood from my heart by force to save his childhood sweetheart in the mortal world. His voice was bewitching, and hot tears fell onto my skin. But I’d lost count of how many times I’d heard those four words: “This is the last time.” In despair, I used the last of my strength to clutch his sleeve. He hurriedly carried the blood from my heart away to save her, without even sparing me a glance. But he didn’t know it was the last drop of blood from my heart. I was going to die.