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To cheer up his depressed childhood sweetheart, Susan Santiago, my husband dragged me, who was heavily pregnant in my third trimester, up to the mountain peak of a tourist spot. He wanted me to do 99 bungee jumps. I clutched my belly and firmly refused, "Daniel, are you out of your mind? I'm this far along in my pregnancy! If I jump now, I'll miscarry!" But Daniel Anderson didn't care in the slightest. "Stop exaggerating! A truly healthy child can't miscarry! If it happens, it means the child was already flawed to begin with! This is survival of the fittest!" With that, he forcefully pried my fingers from the railing. And with his own hands, he shoved me off the edge. As I plummeted, I looked up to see Daniel laughing, his arms wrapped around Susan, both of them leaning over, hysterically laughing from the stands. In that moment, I finally saw the truth about the man I had loved for eight years.