needed rare medicines.
Ethan used me to test the medicines, afraid
they’d harm Willow.
“I’m seriously ill; testing the medicine will only
kill me faster.
He didn’t believe me; he thought it was a ploy
to win his favor.
“You’re still faking. Willow almost miscarried
from the fall, how are you unharmed?”
“Willow is suffering because of you, how will
you atone?”
I refused, so he had me tied up and forced
the medicine down my throat.
<
Herbal remedies, strange potions–bowl after
bowl, spoonful after spoonful.
After countless days, I started convulsing,
bleeding from all orifices.
The servants tried to alert Ethan, but he said.
“continue.”
They stopped forcing me to drink it, but left
me locked up.
I was in agony, my insides felt like they were
burning, but I couldn’t scream.
Days later, Ethan remembered me.
“Sarah, Willow’s child needs a legitimate
position, you should step aside.”
“If you know you’re wrong, get up. Stop with
the drama.”
He opened the door to find me unconscious
for two days, the walls covered in bloodstains
L
<
from where I’d scratched at the walls.
He stared, disgusted, kicked me twice, but I
didn’t react.
The servants checked my pulse and gasped. “Mr. Reed, Madam… she’s not breathing-” Ethan was emotionless.
“Get a bucket of cold water and throw it on
her. She’s always playing these tricks.” “But-”
“Do it!”
Three buckets later, nothing changed.
Ethan realized something was wrong. Even
when ignoring him, I’d always leave. Never like this.
He checked my pulse, and discovered the
dried blood on my face, my pale skin. She looked like a corpse.
く
He dropped me, screaming for help.
The doctor, examining me, looked gravely at
Ethan.
“The patient had late–stage leukemia. Her
organs and blood vessels are damaged.”
“Impossible, she was fine just days ago. She
could even push someone!”
He was incredulous.
“Without medication, a patient like her
wouldn’t have the strength to push anyone.‘
“The interaction between those unidentified
substances accelerated the spread of her
cancer cells.
A nurse gasped. “The patient’s platelet count
is dangerously low. Call hematology
immediately!”
They rushed me into surgery, leaving Ethan
<
stunned, his hands trembling.
- 3.
He suddenly remembered something,
grabbing a servant by the collar.
“She was that sick, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Mr. Reed, we tried but you said to
continue!”
“I…..”
He remembered someone had come, but he
was with Willow and hadn’t heard them
clearly. He’d just said continue.
Thankfully, I survived. I woke up three days
later.
He brought sugar water, but I turned away. He paused, then handed me divorce papers. “Sign this, Willow’s child needs legitimacy.” “I didn’t know you were this sick. If you sign,
lain the back–hais
<
I’ll compensate you.”
Compensate me? With love? With health?
I tore up the papers.
“Ethan Reed, I don’t need your charity.”
This angered him.
“Sarah, even if you’re sick, there’s no need to
throw a tantrum!”
“Just sign, I’ll pay for your treatment. Let’s
end this amicably.”
They always had amicable endings.
I ignored him, turning away.
He raged, but it was like hitting a wall.
I cried into my pillow. He was always
impatient, claiming to care while only thinking
of her.
He didn’t come for days, but because of him, I got my medicine.
く
I asked the doctor how long I had left.
I was in late–stage leukemia, but two months
pregnant. If I could make it to birth, the
umbilical cord blood might save me.
But that hope felt desperate.
As I was leaving the chemotherapy room, I ran
into Willow.
“Sarah, we’re busy with the wedding
preparations. I came to see you.
She took my wheelchair and wheeled me to
the stairwell.
It was quiet, private.
“Sarah, why haven’t you signed the divorce
papers? You know I’m pregnant.”
I didn’t answer. She dropped her facade,
smashing the fruit basket into my abdomen.
I doubled over in pain, tasting blood.
<
“Oops, sorry Sarah, I forgot you were weak.
You couldn’t catch the basket.”
“I advise you to sign. Don’t play tricks.
Imagine how ugly you’ll look if someone finds
you here!”
Satisfied with my signature, she left. But she
saw my prenatal test results hidden under my
pillow.
Her face turned pale.
“You’re pregnant too!”
“I’ve signed, this child won’t threaten you.”
She smirked, looking at my belly.
“Being pregnant means nothing. Giving birth.
is what counts! Don’t you think so, Sarah?”
I sensed something was wrong. But I didn’t
think she’d do anything drastic. With Ethan’s
love for her, my baby wouldn’t be a threat.
<
Days later, men kidnapped me and injected
me with numerous substances.
my?
Pain tore through my abdomen and chest. My
temperature plummeted, I started bleeding,
vomiting blood. It felt like my arteries were
bursting.
Something in my abdomen tore, my blood and
organs felt like they were dissolving.
You just didn’t want me to live…
It hurt so much, Ethan. So much…
Ethan, you’re free, but my child… never will
- be.
- 4.
They dumped me near the hospital. When the
police found me, the grass was soaked in my
blood.
Ethan was picking out rings and a wedding
く
dress with Willow.
“Ethan, don’t go. Sarah always plays the
victim card. Don’t fall for it.”
