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Eugene Grant always believed I was a coward who clung to life and a woman who only married him for money. So when his childhood sweetheart, Anna Sullivan, and I ended up in the ICU after the same car accident, he didn't hesitate. He pointed at me and said, "Give the only plasma to Anna. She's fragile. She can't handle the pain." The doctor's voice shook as he reminded him, "Mr. Grant, your wife is pregnant. And she's lost more blood." Eugene didn't even look back. His voice was cold as he spoke over his shoulder, "She's tough. She'll make it. Save Anna first." He didn't know it then, but that was the last time I would ever lay eyes on him. When the lights in the operating room went dark and the nurses wheeled me out, I had already lost my uterus. That was the moment I decided to take my revenge. In the end, Eugene, who once commanded the heights of Jelasburg society, completely lost his mind.