Since my family disowned me, I haven’t talked
to her.
“You monster! You can’t have kids, so you
want to hurt your sister?”
My father slapped me, and my mother hated
- me.
Г
Everyone stared and cursed me.
“I can’t believe that someone who can’t have
kids would be so cruel!”
“She got what she deserved! Dylan is too
good for her!”
I looked at Dylan.
He was always there for me.
This time, he looked angry, and grabbed my
wrist.
“Reagan! You shouldn’t do this!”
“You’re making everyone miserable!”
<
“Apologize to Brittany! Do not punish the
innocent!”
Dylan will always choose Brittany.
I looked up, trying not to cry.
“I didn’t do it. Why would I apologize?”
“You say she’s innocent. Dylan, is she
innocent? Are you innocent!?”
- 3.
Dylan looked angry, and sad.
“Reagan, don’t do this! You’re making me
think that I made a mistake in marrying you.”
I smiled, and tried to stop crying.
He will have his wish soon, and we won’t be
married anymore.
Without Dylan’s protection, they threw me out
of the hospital.
I went to the bathroom.
Brittany pushed the door open, and crossed
her arms.
She looked happy.
“My dear sister, do you love being hated
again?”
“You hate me, don’t you? I bet you know that
<
Dylan cut your uterus out for me?”
“You think my parents care about what
happened? They worked with Dylan to kidnap
you.”
“They wanted me to have kids, so they
sacrificed you.”
“I should thank you. Without your uterus, my
baby wouldn’t be healthy.”
I was shocked.
“You did this to me? Don’t you worry about
being punished!?”
Brittany laughed, and poured a red liquid on
her leg.
<
“Punished? Dylan needs you to give me blood,
otherwise you would be gone. You’re trapped.
See what Dylan does for me!”
Before I could ask, Brittany screamed.
“Dylan! Help me!”
- 4.
Dylan was worried.
“Brittany, what happened?”
Brittany cried.
“Dylan…I wanted to make up with my sister,
but she said…that since I had a baby, she
would hurt me.”
く
Dylan glared.
“Reagan, you hurt Brittany!”
He picked her up, and carried her to the
operating room.
He dragged me to the blood lab.
“She needs a transfusion! Take all the blood
you can!”
“Doctor, her oxygen levels are low! This is
dangerous!”
“I know her body! Do it!”
Dylan wasn’t hiding anymore.
<
I gave the divorce paper to the nurse, and let
Dylan sign it.
