The Nurse Who Stole My Life

Synopsis

When I was five months pregnant, Ethan Cooper, my husband, brought me to the hospital for a prenatal checkup. Every time she saw me, Dahlia Brooks, the nurse who was my husband's first love, would clutch her chest and look heartbroken. Ethan thought I was deliberately flaunting my pregnancy to upset her. "Dahlia is weak and can't have children. Yet you keep parading around with your belly in front of her. Aren't you trying to provoke her on purpose?" he shouted angrily. At that moment, Dahlia suddenly fainted. Ethan immediately let go of me and rushed over to catch the falling Dahlia. But I lost my balance and accidentally fell down the stairs. The pain was so intense that I could barely speak. I struggled to tell him that I might be having a miscarriage. But he responded as if hearing a joke, his voice cold like ice. He sneered, "You can eat and drink just fine. Don't pretend to be pitiful here. This is what happens when you embarrass Dahlia." Without looking back, he picked up Dahlia and left.