I left Daisy's body in the hospital morgue and walked out the door.

Trembling, I knelt down, my head hitting the ground heavily, with tearful voice: "I, I am the mistress, I have no shame."

Before marrying Sebastian, I was also a wealthy daughter, never so humiliated.

When we first got married, he told me to be a good wife and mother at home, without having to work hard outside. I believed him because of the love in his eyes at that time.

Now I was so degraded.

As soon as I started kneeling, hail started falling, hitting me one by one, and soon the water on the ground turned red.

There were whispers all around me, but I didn't care.

After crawling from morning till the next dawn, I finally arrived at the villa, ignoring the pain on my body and ringing the doorbell.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Sebastian and Ivy cuddling together, smiling.

When he turned his head and saw me, his face darkened: "I didn't expect you to use even your daughter for money, and still be able to do this."

Ivy chuckled, "Your wife seems like a wet dog. Daisy also shakes like a dog when she's scared, haha."

Then she covered her mouth, "I didn't mean to, dogs are just so cute."

Her son burst into laughter.

I walked up and picked up the vase next to me and smashed it at her.

Unfortunately, it was blocked by Sebastian.

"Are you crazy? You scared them."

He grabbed me and threw me into the pile of debris, "This can be considered as an apology to them, mother and son.'

I looked at his unfamiliar face, mustered up some strength and slapped him, "Daisy is really dead, you beast!"

He looked at me coldly, "Your daughter is really cooperating with you. I haven't seen her for the past two days, just like you, cunning."

"Hand her over, as a father, I need to teach her a lesson. Look how well-behaved Bob is."

"This time I will make you suffer. If it weren't for you, I would be with Ivy."

"I didn't do anything with Ivy. I took care of them because they had no one else."

Thinking of my daughter, tears welled up in my eyes. He saw my expression and hugged me, saying, "Alright, I know you're jealous today. I'll go back with you."

I struggled and shouted, "Give me 500,000 dollars. I did what you asked, and I also want a divorce."

He looked at me as if I were crazy and said, "I think you've gone mad. One moment our daughter is dead, the next you want a divorce."

"Don't even think about it. Without me, what can you do? Even the custody of our daughter is mine."

"There are 500,000 dollars in this bank card. Take it and go. I'll go home today."

He thought I still loved him as much as before, thinking that he could just appease me and make me happy.

But this time, I really wanted to leave him. Our daughter was my last bottom line.

I didn't care about what he said afterwards. I took the card and ran out with my injured body.

Finally, I can let you rest, Daisy.

When I came to the cemetery, I picked a place where the sunlight could shine on Daisy.

She used to like sunbathing in the garden and waiting for Sebastian to come and see her. Although she didn't like to see strangers because of autism, she had a natural liking for her dad. It was a pity that he only cared about accompanying Ivy and her son every day.

When I took out my card to settle the bill, the staff told me that there was no money in the card.

I felt like I was struck by lightning, took out my phone and called him to ask, 'Where's the money, Shen Qing?'

"Do you know that Daisy is waiting to be buried?"

He sneered, 'You really want my money. Wanwan said that you must have gone out to withdraw money. You gold-digger, you don't deserve to be her mother.'

"Bob still needs to have a heart transplant, so we doesn't have time to deal with you."

I felt as uncomfortable as if I had swallowed a toad and got stuck: "Don't regret it."

"I'm a dog if I regret." He said fiercely.

I came to the hospital heartbroken to find my daughter. I thought I had to take her for cremation. I still had a ring left by my mother that I could sell.

The nurse looked at me with a pained expression, seeing the bruises all over my body, and said, "Do you want to go and get yourself bandaged up first?"

I shook my head and only asked, "Where is Daisy's body in the morgue?"

She looked at me in shock and said, "After her heart was donated to someone else, her family cremated her and scattered her ashes in the sea, leaving only this finger bone."

I cried silently and then suddenly kicked the morgue several times, shouting at the top of my voice, "Who agreed to this? I am her mother and I did not agree!"

The nurse handed me a sheet of paper, and I snatched the donation form from her hand. On it, it was written that the recipient was Bob.

The family member Sebastian Reed agreed.

I was wondering why Bob had been waiting for heart source for so long, but now he could have the surgery so quickly.

Was it my daughter's heart that you were using?

But why didn't she even leave her whole body for me?

Holding that bone, I burst into tears and cried out, "Daisy, I'm useless, I'm sorry."

I regretted falling in love with him and marrying him.

We were childhood sweethearts. My grandfather saved his grandfather, and our families were well-matched.

We had a good relationship since we were young.

When I was in high school, my parents died in a car accident. I felt like the sky was falling and couldn't go on living.

I didn't eat or drink for three days in the room. It was him who kicked open the door and picked me up, promising to love me forever.

He would be my support, but after going to college, he met Ivy and said that she was his true love.

I felt bitter in my heart, but I still hoped that he would come back someday.

After graduating from college, Ivy went abroad with her loved one, and he attempted suicide by cutting his wrist.

In the middle of the night, I carried him around looking for a hospital alone, and finally saved him.

He woke up and said he wanted to get married.

We were very happy for two years after getting married, until Ivy brought her son back and everything changed.

It was my stubborn insistence on this marriage that caused Daisy's tragic death.

All of this was just to make her son happy.

Even the deepest love faded away with the death of our daughter.

After crying for about ten minutes, I stood up. No matter what, I had to get an explanation.

Why did they not only cause the death of our daughter, but also donate her heart, and even let my daughter die without a complete body?

Just as I walked out, I ran into Sebastian.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw me, and said, "I was accompanying Bob for a surgery and then came back to accompany you and our daughter."

It had been a long time since I last saw this tenderness.