The Baby I Had After Eight Ivf Attempts Wasn't Mine

Synopsis

After eight attempts with IVF, I finally got pregnant. In order to protect the pregnancy, I gave up my beloved modeling career. But five months into the pregnancy, I overheard a conversation between my husband and the impoverished student I had been supporting. "Our baby is about to be born. It's disgusting to see her so fat. I don't even want to sleep in the same bed with her," said my husband. The student replied coquettishly, "Just hang in there, it's fine. Luckily, you came up with such a good plan to swap her eggs with mine. Otherwise, how could I ever be a model like her?" I couldn't believe it. The man I loved and the girl I had treated like my own sister had betrayed me together. Stumbling back to my room, I dialed a number, "Ronald, I'm sorry. I want a divorce. Would you still marry me?"