Ten IVFs, One Daughter, Then He Chose His First Love Over Her

Synopsis

After three years of marriage and ten rounds of IVF, I fought tooth and nail to bring a daughter into this world. On my daughter, Lily Grant's, fourth birthday, my husband, Edward Grant, slid a bone marrow donation consent form across the table to me. He said, "Sign it. "If Lily's a match, we'll do further tests." I glanced down at the form. The recipient's name was someone I had never heard of. Lucas Bennett. And under the guardian's signature line, it said my daughter. Before I could say a word, Edward pressed a pen into my hand, his voice low. He said, "Emma, don't fuss. "It's a blood test. We'll deal with the rest later." I stared at him, feeling my fingertips turn icy cold. "You want the daughter I nearly died to give you after ten rounds of IVF to donate to whom?" I asked. Edward was silent for two seconds. Then he finally spoke up. He said, "Olivia's son has leukemia. "Right now, only Lily might be able to save him." I tore the consent form to pieces on the spot. Olivia Bennett was the woman he had loved for ten years. She was also the woman who, on the eve of our wedding, sent him a message: [Are you really willing to marry someone else?] And now, Edward wanted Lily's life to pay for his overdue devotion.