Chapter 1

On the day of my prenatal checkup, the doctor and my husband forcibly took me into the abortion operating room.

I was just about to ask if there had been a mistake.

But my husband calmly spoke up:

"There's no mistake."

"I've taken in a female college student, and she's pregnant too. I promised her that in this life, I would only have one child."

My voice couldn't stop trembling:

"What do you mean?"

He smiled and said:

"I just want you to adopt Nina's child. I'm making you abort your own child because I'm afraid you'll be biased in the future and treat my child with Nina badly."

He calmly handed me the surgery consent form:

"Be good, sign it, and my wife you'll always remain."

I gave him a deep look, then turned and staggered toward the operating room.

"Ethan Turner, I hope you don't regret the decision you made today."

He didn't know that in this world, I was the only one—the only one who could bear him a child. Because he, suffering from azoospermia, was destined to be infertile.