"Stop pretending, Marianne's life isn't mine! Forced cesarean section at eight months, there may be danger at any time."

Seeing that I was not convinced, Dad slapped me in the face. "Evil thing, that's your sister, what's wrong with sacrificing a child to save your sister? It's not like you can't get pregnant in the future."

Andrew didn't pretend anymore and directly grabbed my neck. "Miranda, Marianne suddenly fainted this afternoon and now she's waiting for your umbilical cord blood to save her life. You have to go today."

"Andrew, I'm pregnant with your child!"

But Andrew was dismissive. "It's my seed's honor and mission to save Marianne, otherwise you don't deserve to have my child?"

I looked at Andrew's cold eyes, as if I fell into an abyss.

"Mom and Dad, don't talk nonsense with her, Marianne can't wait any longer, let's tie her up and take her to the hospital!"

As he said that Andrew found a rope and tied my hands with the cooperation of my parents.

"Hurry up and leave. If you delay Marianne's treatment, I want you to be in trouble."

My mother pushed me forward and I hooked my feet on the door frame and refused to leave the house. Andrew kicked my feet hard.

"Miranda, if Marianne can't be treated in time, I will definitely make you pay with your life."

Andrew almost used up all his strength and I knelt on the ground hard. I was in so much pain that tears were about to come out and my stomach was also cramping.

"Be careful of the baby in her belly. Just hit her face. Don't hurt the baby in her belly."

Mom looked at Andrew with some dissatisfaction. Andrew nodded repeatedly and then helped me up with my dad like a little chicken and dragged me forward.

As soon as the elevator door opened, a tall man walked out.

I knew him. He was Officer Burton who lived next door to us. He had helped me catch a thief before. I felt like I saw a savior and my eyes lit up.

"Help" Just as I opened my mouth to ask for help, my mother covered my mouth tightly.

"Do you want to vomit? Mom will take you to the hospital now."

Officer Burton looked at us in confusion. "What's this?"

"My wife suddenly feels a little uncomfortable. She may be about to give birth. I will take her to the hospital now." Andrew said calmly.

My hands were tied behind my back by Andrew and my dad. Andrew held my hands tightly to prevent me from moving. I could only look at Officer Burton for help.

"I'm a gynecologist. My daughter is about to give birth. We can't afford to delay at all."

My mother was afraid that Officer Burton would not believe her, so she quickly took out her work badge.

"Then hurry up. This kind of thing can't be delayed." Officer Burton immediately made way for us and Andrew instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

I was carried into the elevator and watching Officer Burton turn and leave, my expectation in my heart instantly turned into despair.

"Little bitch, I almost asked you to complain to that policeman. Do you know that you are harming your own sister by doing this? How can you be so vicious?"

As soon as the elevator door closed, my mother pinched my arm fiercely. The piercing pain made me cry non-stop.

Just then, my father's cell phone rang. "Doctor Garfield, your daughter Marianne suddenly has a high fever. Please come back quickly!"

After hanging up the phone, my father looked at my stomach with a heavy face.

"Marianne can't wait any longer. Arrange a cesarean section as soon as we get to the hospital."

As soon as the elevator door opened Andrew and my father couldn't wait to drag me out.

"Stop!!"

Suddenly, a hurried sound of footsteps sounded. I looked back and saw Officer Burton standing behind us with a serious face.

My hope that had been extinguished was rekindled.

"Your ID card fell." Officer Burton trotted over and handed my ID card to my mother.

"Thank you, Officer Burton." My mother thanked him repeatedly and I tried hard to break free from my bound hands.

"Mr. Burton" When Officer Burton wanted to leave again, I hurriedly opened my mouth, but halfway through my words, my mouth was tightly covered by Andrew.

"Miranda, bear with it for a while, we will be at the hospital soon." Then Andrew dragged me to the car.

As soon as I was thrown into the car, my mother pinched my arm hard. "If you dare to cause trouble for me again, I will never let you go."

Andrew rushed all the way and ran through three red lights to the hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the hospital, I was dragged into the operating room. Looking at the cold operating room, I was scared and wanted to escape, but my mother directly took a shot of tranquilizer and injected it into my body.

"We just took a child from your belly. I don't know why you reacted so strongly? We are all family and you saved your own sister!"

A wave of tranquilizer entered my body and I just felt that my body gradually became lighter. In order to avoid damaging the baby in my belly, my mother used a small dose and my consciousness was still somewhat clear.

"Tie the person to the operating table and perform the operation yourself." Andrew and my father immediately moved me to the operating table.

"You are breaking the law by doing this, do you know?" I shouted in despair.

But my mother looked at me and snorted. "You are my daughter, is there any problem with me helping you with the operation? I gave you your life."

My father rolled his eyes at me. "You are an ungrateful person. We raised you up just to ask you to save your own sister. What are you telling us is illegal?"

Andrew tied my hands on the operating table tighter. I could feel the rope digging into my wrists.

"Andrew, please sign it quickly. I will start the operation soon." Mom handed a consent form to Andrew. Andrew signed his name on the consent form without even looking at it.

I looked at the people who were called family members and my heart was shattered.

"Andrew, do you want to go out first? It might be a little bloody later." Mom looked at Andrew with a scalpel.

But Andrew shook his head. "No, I have to see Marianne's medicine being taken out with my own eyes before I can feel at ease."

Andrew's words were like needles piercing my heart. In his eyes, I and the child in my belly were just a medicine.

Because this operation was performed privately, there was no anesthesiologist. My mother took the knife and cut my stomach, directly cutting it open. For a moment, I felt as if my bones were broken. I could clearly feel that my stomach was cut open alive, layer by layer.

The whole operating room was filled with my heart-wrenching screams, but no one wiped my sweat or frowned.

Even, no one even looked at me.

"You will be punished." I gritted my teeth and made a sound with difficulty.

Andrew was about to scold me, but the next second I heard my mother shouting. "It's out, the baby is out."

Before the joyful voice sounded, I heard my mother's terrified voice. "Why is the child dead?