His Death Certificate, Her New Life

As soon as we arrived at the hospital, Olivia was rushed in for an examination.

The doctor emerged and announced, "Congratulations, Mrs. Hayes. You're one month pregnant. However, your condition is fragile, so you'll need to be very careful to maintain a stable pregnancy."

Olivia was pregnant?

I stood there, stunned, while a look of pure joy lit up Liam's face.

He gripped Olivia's hand tightly, exclaiming, "This is incredible news! Olivia, we're having a baby!"

Olivia's face was also filled with joy. "Thank you, Caleb."

Watching them, so close and joyful, a sharp pain lanced through my chest.

Liam had once looked at me with that same devoted gaze, but now, it was all for another woman.

"There's one more thing," the doctor said. "The patient's blood type is a rare Rh-negative, and the hospital's supply is low. Is either of you Rh-negative? It would be best if you could donate blood for her."

Hearing this, Liam immediately turned to me. "You're Rh-negative, Chloe. Please help Olivia."

I was floored.

I never imagined he would ask such a thing of me.

"I..."

Liam cut me off. "Chloe, I know this is a lot to ask, but Olivia is so weak. If she doesn't get a transfusion soon, she and the baby could both be at risk. Please, save her! I swear I'll make it up to you."

Seeing the desperate plea in his eyes, my heart filled with a profound bitterness.

He had once treated me like a precious treasure, but now, he was begging me to donate blood for his and another woman's child.

How ironic.

But I still agreed.

After all, an innocent life was at stake.

Giving a little blood was nothing.

What truly broke my heart was his attitude.

"Fine. I'll donate."

Liam froze for a moment.

He didn't seem to expect me to agree so easily.

"Thank you, Chloe! You're so kind!"

He looked at me gratefully.

I caught a flicker of guilt in his eyes, but what did it matter?

I had already given up on him.

I lay on the hospital bed as the doctor drew my blood.

Watching it drain from my body, my heart felt as cold as ice.

The last time I lay here was after a car accident.

Liam had rushed me to the hospital in a panic.

Before the surgery, he held my hand, his eyes filled with tears. "My love," he’d whispered, "I swear I will never let you get hurt again."

Now, he had shattered that vow himself.

After donating blood, I went home alone.

The house was empty.

Liam was still at the hospital with Olivia.

It was as if he had completely forgotten I existed.

A few days later, Olivia was discharged.

Liam brought her home and doted on her, not even letting her pour a glass of water for herself.

He beamed as he told the neighbors he was going to be a father, basking in the glow of his new role.

Watching their happiness, my heart ached with a bitter, twisting pain.

I had imagined having a child with Liam countless times, picturing our happy family of three.

That dream was now shattered into a million pieces.

To thank me, Olivia suggested taking me out to dinner.

"Thank you so much, Chloe. If it weren't for you, the baby and I might not have made it," Olivia said, holding my hand.

On her wrist was a bracelet Liam had woven for her by hand.

I forced a smile. "It's all right. It was the least I could do."

At the restaurant, Liam took the menu and ordered all of Olivia's favorite dishes.

Throughout the dinner, he peeled shrimp for her and placed choice morsels on her plate.

He had completely forgotten I was there.

Not wanting to watch their affectionate display, I lowered my head and quietly picked at my food.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of suffocation.

My throat felt like it was closing up, my skin began to itch, and my breathing became ragged. Then I collapsed to the floor.

My vision tunneled as the metallic tang of seafood coated my tongue, and then everything went black.

There was seafood in the appetizer.

Liam had ordered the dish because Olivia liked it, completely forgetting that I was severely allergic.

Liam let out a cry and rushed over to help me up.

However, Olivia clutched her stomach and cried out, "Caleb! My stomach hurts so much..."

At her cry, Liam shoved me aside to catch her. "What's wrong, Olivia? Are you okay?" he asked, sweeping her into his arms and bolting from the restaurant without a second glance in my direction.

I watched them leave, my heart aching to the point of numbness.

Before I lost consciousness, I heard the distant wail of an ambulance.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed.

There was no one beside me.

Only the medical equipment blinked quietly in the dark.

Liam and Olivia hadn't come to see me.

It was as if I didn't exist at all.