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When I was five months pregnant, Aaron Harrington walked into my room, holding a bowl of herbal medicine. "Autumn, Isabelle once saved my life. Now her heart condition has worsened, and only the placenta from your unborn child can serve as the key ingredient to save her," Aaron said. "Why? Aaron, he's your child too." I stared at him in disbelief, feeling a cold chill seep into my heart. Aaron glared at me, his tone dripping with contempt. "Father Lawrence said this baby is a jinx. If you give birth, it'll doom the whole family. So instead of letting it ruin us, we might as well use it to save Isabelle. At least this cursed child can do something useful." "Aaron, you're really going to kill your own child for a concubine? Do you even deserve to be called human?" I shouted. "Child? No, it's nothing but a cursed thing," Aaron spat.