Doctor Husband Let Our Son Die For Hers

Synopsis

When my son Eden's fever didn't go down, my husband, Hector Graham, the head of the pediatric department, was seeing patients next door with the rest of his team. He looked guilty. "It's all my fault for taking Melody and Jason to the amusement park yesterday. What if they caught a cold?" "I'm a doctor. I can't just ignore them," he said. I was heavily pregnant and struggling to get around. By the time I got Eden to the hospital, it was already too late. The doctor looked heartbroken. "If, if you'd just come five minutes earlier, no, even three minutes might've been enough. I could've saved him," he said. Because of the ordeal, I went into premature labor and lost my second child. Seven days later, I held the ashes of my two kids, my heart completely shattered. I knew this marriage had reached its end.