I Was Eight Months Pregnant And My Family Forced Me To Donate My Umbilical Cord Blood To My Sister

Eight months pregnant, my parents, who had always been partial to me, asked me to go home for dinner. Suddenly, a fire broke out. My parents pushed me away and took my sister, who had leukemia, out.

Just when I thought I was going to die in the fire, my husband Andrew rushed in without hesitation and rescued me. He didn't even care about his own burns, but just looked at me with pity.

"You are still pregnant now. What should I do if something happens to the baby in your belly?"

I thought I finally found someone who really loved me.

Until I saw the chat records between him and my sister.

"Marianne, wait a little longer. When she gives birth and gets the umbilical cord blood, I can save you."

I took out my mobile phone without hesitation and called the hospital's appointment number.

"Hello, I want to make an appointment for an abortion."

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I just got the abortion appointment form and bumped into Andrew who was helping my sister Marianne to check. When he saw me Andrew stopped.

"Wife, why are you in the hospital? I remember today is not your prenatal check-up day?" Andrew looked at my belly nervously.

I used to think that this was a sign of his love for me, but now I understand that he only saw me as a container for Marianne's life-saving medicine.

"I just came to the hospital to check if I feel a little uncomfortable."

Hearing me say this Andrew immediately looked at me nervously.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? What did the doctor say? How is the baby in your belly? Are the test results out?" Andrew hurriedly supported me and reached out to touch my belly, his eyes full of concern.

Marianne glared at me with displeasure. "You can't even understand how to conceive a child, I really don't know what's the point of having you? If there is any mishap with the baby in your belly, I will never let you go."

I took out the B-ultrasound results I just took and handed them to Andrew. "The test results show that everything is fine, the baby is very healthy."

Hearing me say this Andrew was relieved. "It's good that you're fine. Then you should go back and rest! Marianne still has a few tests to do today. I'll accompany her until she finishes them before going back."

Andrew's other hand held Marianne from beginning to end without letting go.

In the past Andrew was too attentive to Marianne. I just thought because he loved me so he loved her too, but I never thought that they were planning this.

Looking at the backs of Andrew and Marianne leaving, I still followed them. I saw Andrew and Marianne enter the office of the director of the hematology department, who was also my father.

"Marianne's condition can't wait any longer now. We need to find a solution as soon as possible."

Andrew held Marianne's hand tightly. "Wait a little longer. It will only take two months at most. When Miranda gives birth to the baby and gets the umbilical cord blood, Marianne can be saved."

Dad looked serious. "Marianne may not even last a month. Surgery must be performed as soon as...