Husband's Regret After Daughter's Death

The day my daughter was critically ill happened to be Easter.

But my husband took the pregnant woman - his first love back to his hometown.

Before my daughter smiled and asked me before she died, "Mom, does dad dislike me and only like the little brother in Aunt Rhea's belly?"

I called Joel Glover, but the phone was snatched by Eva-his mother, "What are you doing? Ivana is now pregnant with a baby. If you know what's good for you, divorce him."

Then, she hung up the phone.

The next year's Easter, I went to the prison to see Joel.

I looked at him and said, "I just went to my daughter's grave and stopped by to see you."

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I heard that on the day my daughter died, which was also Easter, Ivana's child was born.

Joel had been staying in his hometown to accompany Ivana during her confinement, and he didn't even attend our daughter's funeral. Only my best friend Nina accompanied me.

I was abducted by traffickers when I was young. I managed to escape from their hands and ran to a welfare house later.

The families who came to adopt me saw that I was thin and small, and didn't look like a lucky child, so they didn't want to take me away.

So I grew up with Nina. She was a lawyer and had never been married. And I married Joel.

I saw the Instagram posted by Eva.

In the photo, Ivana was smiling brightly, with a sleeping baby next to her.

The caption says, "Good luck. Welcome my lovely grandson."

Really shameless.

Nina hated it so much that she grits her teeth. She was even more angry than me, saying, "That bitch. He is just an illegitimate child who can't be seen by others."

Since the day I got pregnant, Eva had never shown me a good face. I could often hear her complaining in front of Joel.

"I knew that women with unknown backgrounds like her have a cheap life. It's not auspicious."

After the birth of our daughter, she said again, "I can't even give birth to a son. The Glover family cannot end with you. I am really unlucky."

When she was six years old, Davina was diagnosed with leukemia. Eva scolded again, "This sheep-born child cannot survive. Don't bother treating her. It's a waste of money."

At first, Joel would speak up for me and refute Eva.

Over time, he actually accepted that our mother and daughter had bad luck.

After Davina got sick, I quit my job and devoted myself to taking care of my daughter.

Finally, after waiting for the opportunity for a bone marrow transplant, I thought I saw hope and that my daughter could be saved.

The doctor said there was still a possibility of rejection after the transplant.

Joel had long been tired of this long treatment time and started to persuade me to give up if it didn't work.

Later, when our daughter experienced rejection after the surgery, he felt that she wouldn't live long even more.

Because of these differences, we started to argue loudly, and every time we argued, he wouldn't come home for several days.

One day, I heard my mother-in-law secretly advising him, "While you're young, find another woman who can give birth to a son. It would be great."

I was so angry, but I didn't have a job and had to pay a huge amount of medical expenses for Davina's treatment. I could only endure it.

Later, I found out that he had already had another woman outside.