He Sacrificied My Daughter for My Sister's Child

On my daughter's third birthday banquet, she was attacked by my sister’s dog, left injured and bruised.

The doctor diagnosed my daughter with severe disfigurement and disability, warning that she might also become intellectually impaired in the future.

Yet, my husband, Victor Ford, immediately transferred all his shares to our daughter, declaring that she would be his only heir.

My parents killed Lena's dog on the spot and sent her to prison.

But half a year later, I saw Lena, who was supposed to be in prison, holding my daughter in her arms, calling her by the name of her own deceased child.

"Victor, if it weren’t for you and my parents, Tina wouldn’t have found such a perfect vessel for a life exchange. It’s just that you’ve been suffering. For my sake, you’ve sacrificed your own child’s life."

Victor chuckled softly, his voice gentle. "As long as you and Tina are happy, I don’t mind being left without an heir."

Covering my mouth, I fled in embarrassment.

I never expected that the happiness I thought I had found was nothing more than a cruel trap set for me.

The parents who spoke of owing me had only ever cared about Lena from beginning to end.

Since that’s the case, I would grant them their perfect family.

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I didn’t know how long I had been walking in the heavy rain before my anxious parents finally caught up with me and stopped me.

They held me tightly, their eyes filled with unconcealable distress.

"Anna, how did you end up drenched like this? Didn’t we agree that we would come to pick you up?"

My mother had an old illness and now, soaked by the freezing rain, she was trembling all over.

Yet she seemed completely unaware of it, only focusing on drying my hair with a towel.

The same warmth and care as before only made me want to run in fear now.

Sensing my avoidance, my father’s expression immediately turned serious.

"Anna, has someone been gossiping again? Tell me and I’ll stand up for you."

The determination in his eyes was so firm and genuine. Anyone who saw it wouldn’t think it was a lie.

But I had just seen it with my own eyes, clear as day.

The person standing there, hugging and holding Victor, was none other than Lena, the very woman they claimed to have dealt with for my sake.

Only now did I understand why, after my daughter was severely injured, my once-cold parents suddenly showered me with warmth and care.

It wasn’t out of guilt. It was just to cover for Lena.

And the most ridiculous part was that I actually believed this was the long-awaited love of my family.