"You knew she was pregnant, yet you still let her consume those kinds of enhancers? Are you trying to kill both the mother and the child?" I snarled.

I turned toward the nurses. "Prepare for surgery immediately. Get all the doctors on duty to assist me in the operating room."

Liam's expression turned dark, but he soon began shouting at me again.

"The staff at the drugstore said it'd be fine! I bet you're just spouting that bullshit to scare me, you quack!"

I was about to retort when Renee suddenly grabbed me and glared at me. "I chose to take those pills. Do you have a problem with that? I'll have you know that I love that man with my whole heart. I'd even die for him if I had to."

Once she finished speaking, she spat out even more blood, and her body started convulsing.

I swiftly had the nurses wheel her into the operating room.

Renee stared longingly at Liam, like lovers who were about to part for life. She even asked tearfully, "Liam, tell me. Did you ever regret abandoning me back then to go abroad? If you'd been around, I wouldn't have had to marry someone I don't love."

Liam's eyes reddened. Feeling remorseful, he slapped himself a few times. "I do. I regret it so much. I wish I could kill myself. Why did I ever let you marry a man you don't love? Don't be scared. From now on, I'll always be with you."

After hearing Liam's answer, Renee closed her eyes, as if her final wish had been fulfilled.

Her condition was far more serious than I'd imagined. The drugs in her bloodstream, combined with the child in her womb, kept increasing the challenges in performing this surgery.

We even got to the point where he had to choose whether to sacrifice the baby to save the mother's life.

Having seen Liam's earlier outburst, my colleagues were all conflicted. They were afraid that he would continue to cause more trouble for the hospital.

However, Renee was in critical condition. There was no time to dawdle. If we didn't remove the baby to save her, there was a high chance that both she and the baby would die on the operating table.

"Get the next of kin to sign the consent form immediately. We're going to remove the fetus, stop the bleeding, and put the sutures in.

The fetus wasn't even fully formed yet. It only weighed about a pound, but it felt like a thousand pounds in my hands.

This was my child with Renee. We'd been married for five years before she finally agreed to have a baby with me.

While it was true that I no longer planned on staying married to her after learning of her affair with Liam, it still broke my heart that we lost the child like that.

The surgery lasted three more hours. My back was so sore that I could barely stay on my feet.

After observing Renee for half an hour and confirming that her condition no longer worsened, we finally wheeled her out of the operating room.

At last, I made it back to the office, thinking I could finally get some rest.

However, when Renee woke up and found out that the baby was gone, she got Liam to help her out of bed and come over to confront me about it.

The moment I opened the door, Liam punched me in the face. "You bastard! I said you were a quack! What kind of surgeon kills the patient's child during surgery?"

I was knocked to the floor, taking a chair down with me.

Liam grew more and more agitated. "It was just a simple little procedure to remove a tennis ball, but you made my wife cough up blood and blamed it on the pills she took.

"When I bought those enhancers, I checked with the staff multiple times, and they said it was perfectly fine for pregnant women to take them. You're just coming up with excuses to cover your own ass!

"I'm warning you. This isn't over! I didn't sign the consent form just now. What you did is murder, and I can sue you for it!"

Other medical staff noticed the commotion and rushed over, but Liam shoved them aside without a care. He slammed me hard against the wall and pinned me to it.

Renee screamed right along with him, her eyes bloodshot as she glared at me. "Do you know how much pain I went through just to have this baby? I even miscarried my first baby just so I could do the IVF procedure to get pregnant with Liam's baby.

"For the past month, I had to be injected with the biggest needles I'd ever seen in my life. I had to let them stab me over and over again with those needles before it finally worked!"

The moment I heard this, my entire body went rigid. So Renee hadn't been away for a month on a business trip. She'd gone off to get the IVF procedure done.

She'd even miscarried our child long before that.

My mind went completely blank.

Meanwhile, Liam pressed me back down on the floor and started punching me again. But I felt no pain at all. Renee's words were still ringing in my ears.

"Why are you always wearing a mask, huh? Are you scared that people might see what you really look like? That'll stop you from ruining even more people's lives in the future, huh? Well, today, I'm going to let everyone see your face, you quack!"

Liam pulled out his phone and aimed the camera at me. He was sitting on top of me. I could barely breathe.

However, he scoffed. "What? Are you going to beg for mercy? Don't even think about it! It's a fact that you've killed my child. I'm going to do the public a service by exposing you!"

He ripped off my face mask and pointed the camera at me.

However, the moment my face was revealed, Renee cried out in alarm, "Evan? What are you doing here?"