Chapter 2

Then I'll deliberately defy their wishes.

Seeing the despair in my eyes, the doctor didn't ask any more questions. He quickly prescribed the medicine and handed me the appointment slip.

"Take the medicine and come to the hospital for surgery in three days."

I looked down at the appointment slip in my hand, and with a heart full of despair, I put the medicine into my mouth.

Exhausted, I returned home after leaving the hospital.

I was about to go to rest when the front door of my house was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

I was so startled that I shivered.

Ethan stepped forward and suddenly grabbed my hand.

"Honey, the hospital called and said there's something wrong with our baby. They want me to take you there right now."

Looking into Ethan's anxious eyes, a sense of foreboding instantly rose in my heart.

“I’m not going. I went for a prenatal checkup yesterday, and the doctor told me that the baby is very healthy.”

"Besides, why did the hospital contact you instead of me directly?"

Ethan's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of urgency in them.

"The doctor said there was a problem with the matching, and you don't want anything to happen to the cord blood you're using to save me, do you?"

I glanced at the night sky outside the window.

"It's too late today. Even if there is a problem, there's no need to rush it tonight."

"Besides, aren't you perfectly fine now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his parents opened the door and came in.

Mom had a cold face.

"The doctor called and said that you were not careful and caused the pregnancy to be threatened, which may affect the subsequent umbilical cord blood transplant. You should come to the hospital with us for a check-up as soon as possible."

As she spoke, my mother pushed me forcefully toward the door, her eyes full of impatience.

I gripped the doorknob tightly, refusing to let go even a little.

"I'm not going. My prenatal checkups have always been normal, there's absolutely nothing wrong with them!"

Upon hearing my words, Dad's face also darkened.

"The umbilical cord blood will affect Ethan's transplant, so there can't be the slightest mistake. You have to go whether you like it or not!"

I gave Ethan a cold look, staring at his face, which showed no signs of illness.

“Ethan looks better than normal right now; he doesn’t seem sick at all.”

I should have thought of that sooner.

A sick person, yet full of energy every day.

I've never even experienced hair loss or insomnia!

Every time I wanted to accompany him to the hospital for a check-up, he would tenderly cup my face and gently refuse.

"Honey, you've already done so much for me. You're pregnant now, and hospitals are full of viruses and bacteria, so it's best to avoid going there!"

I thought that was proof that he loved me!

Now it seems he was just afraid I'd discover their plot.

A hint of guilt flashed in Ethan's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"The doctor said my condition has started to deteriorate and I may need to have a cesarean section to remove the umbilical cord blood, otherwise I won't live past the Spring Festival!"

As Ethan spoke, he clutched his chest and coughed.

He gripped my hand tightly and looked at me with deep affection.

"Wife, I know you did all this to save me. You don't want to watch me die, do you? And you don't want our child to be born without a father, right?"

Looking at Ethan's hypocritical face, my stomach churned!

"I told you, I'm not going!"

When I refused, Ethan's face immediately darkened.

He was about to speak when his mother suddenly came forward with a glass of milk.

"Since Claire doesn't want to go, let's go tomorrow!"

"Claire, drink this glass of milk. The doctor said you've been calcium deficient lately and need to supplement it! After you finish your milk, Mom will take you to rest!"