My Husband Stole My Son's Kidney

Synopsis

After five years of secretly crushing on William, I drank a spiked glass of wine one night with him and ended up pregnant with his child. To my surprise, William didn't even try to deny it. He went ahead and married me. But when our eldest son turned five, he was diagnosed with a serious illness and died unexpectedly. William was always there to comfort me, and even went to church to pray that we could be blessed with a healthy child. When our second son just turned five, I took him for a check-up right away. The doctor confirmed he was perfectly healthy, with no sign of any illness at all. With this great news, I couldn't wait to tell William. But before I could, I overheard his first love, Ruby, say to him, "Liam's healthy now. Why not use his kidney for our child? This time, nothing will go wrong, I promise." William wrapped his arms around Ruby, gazing at her with deep affection. He said, "That's right. The second one won't end up dying on the operating table like the eldest did. "And even if the second can't survive, Vivian can just have another one: a third, a fourth." So that was the truth: William had turned our first child into a sacrifice, an offering to appease his beloved Ruby. My heart sank into an icy abyss. Liam grabbed my hand, his face full of terror. "Mommy, am I going to die too?" he whispered.