Chapter 1

Seven months pregnant, I was hit by a car right at my own front door.

But instead of stopping immediately, the driver dragged me for dozens of meters.

I endured the pain and called my husband, only to hear the line was busy.

After the driver finally stopped, she was sobbing on the phone:

"Xavier, I think I messed up bad. I... I hit a pregnant woman... What do I do? I'm so scared!"

Clutching my belly, I looked at her pleadingly, my voice desperate:

"Help me... Please save my baby..."

She cautiously approached me, but through her phone I heard my husband's voice:

"Is she dead? Half-dead is more trouble than just dead."

"Don't worry, I'll cover the compensation."

Pain blurred my vision. I forced my eyes open, trying to see the driver's face clearly. My voice trembled:

"Xavier... is that you?"

My husband Xavier's voice came through the phone:

"Mia, who did you hit?"

Mia clamped her hand over my mouth, panic flooding her eyes, her voice shaking:

"I told you—I hit a pregnant woman on Riverside Drive."

"Xavier, I'm so scared. Please come find me, okay?"

I made muffled sounds, finally suffocating and passing out under her palm.

Only then did Xavier relax. He rubbed his temples, grabbed his car keys, and headed out.

I was seven months pregnant. Xavier remembered that when he left this morning, he'd told me to stay home and rest. I always listened to him.

Riverside Drive and our villa were on opposite ends of the city—north and south. The pregnant woman Mia hit couldn't possibly be me.

It must have been the shock making him hear things.

Half-conscious, I was taken to the hospital. I heard Xavier's friend Adrian teasing him:

"Xavier, couldn't control yourself again? Went too far with the sex?"

"How many times this month? Look, I'm just saying—Mia's only three months along, still in the danger zone. You two need to take it easy. Stop having sex all the time."

"If you really can't help it, Natalie's due soon anyway. Just wait another month or two."

Xavier frowned in displeasure:

"Stop talking nonsense. When Natalie comes for her next checkup, don't you dare say anything in front of her! If she finds out about Mia's existence, I'll tear down your whole hospital!"

Adrian immediately backed down, apologizing:

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm sorry. I'll keep my mouth shut tight around Natalie!"

"Everyone in New York knows how much you dote on Natalie. You won't even touch her during pregnancy. You're keeping another bird in a cage just to satisfy your needs—how would I dare upset her!"

"You're here today to accompany Mia for a checkup?"

Hearing her name, my foggy consciousness slowly returned. But Adrian's words made my heart sink to the bottom. Tears leaked from my closed eyes.

So my marriage—the one everyone in the city envied—was glamorous on the surface but rotting underneath, crawling with maggots!

Xavier cheated during my pregnancy. His mistress was already three months pregnant too.

How could he act so well! Making me believe he loved me to the bone!

Xavier pointed to me in the back seat and said with disgust:

"Mia hit a pregnant woman. Handle it."

Adrian leaned over and glanced at me casually, telling his staff to carry me out.

Just then, a nurse suddenly exclaimed:

"Wait! This pregnant woman is wearing a blood type tag around her neck!"

Xavier's pupils contracted. He turned and stared at me intently.

My fingers twitched. A glimmer of hope rose in my heart. I wanted to tell Xavier to save me, save our baby.

But I couldn't open my eyes no matter how hard I tried.

"Her husband must be pretty thoughtful—made her a blood type tag to show she has a rare blood type. Let me see... he even left a phone number..."

"139-867..."

Mia nervously clutched Xavier's sleeve, saying excitedly:

"Xavier! She has the same blood type as me!"

Xavier smiled, his voice filled with undisguised delight:

"Since her blood type is rare, Adrian, make sure you save her."

"I was worried that with Mia pregnant too, if something happened to Natalie there'd be no one to give her blood. Perfect—a walking blood bank just appeared. From now on, she can replace Mia."

I belatedly realized who Mia was...

The person who hit me was Mia—a woman who once gave me a blood transfusion because we shared the same rare blood type.

At the time, I was so grateful. Not only did I give her money for nutrition, but when I learned she'd just graduated and couldn't find work, I had Xavier make an exception and hire her at his company.

I never imagined that one blood transfusion would cost me my entire marriage.