My Husband's First Love Murdered My Love

The doctors and nurses around him looked up at him coldly, but Zayn pursed his lips and refused to let go. The doctor had no choice but to send Michelle away first. Zayn followed Michelle's ambulance without looking back.

Suddenly, a series of sympathetic eyes fell on me.

"This man is too righteous. Although his wife is the cause of the accident, it is too cruel."

"Isn't that the most handsome captain of the diving rescue team? God, I even promised to marry him at that time. Fortunately, God didn't help me."

"Don't talk nonsense. Maybe his wife really did something unforgivable..."

The voice in my ear gradually faded and I fainted before the ambulance arrived.

After that, he held Michelle and swam up without looking back at me.

The rescue team member next to me also thought that I was responsible for the accident. He swam towards me impatiently and quickly took me to the shore. No one took care of my extreme physical condition.

After landing, I began to have dense red rashes on my body, which were extremely itchy. This was a symptom of decompression sickness. The bites on my arms and the bruised abdomen hurt so much that I couldn't make a sound for help.

My consciousness gradually blurred. Finally, when the ambulance arrived, I couldn't shed a single tear in my eyes. They had already dried up on the seabed.

Zayn's eyes were red and he pulled the doctor and said, "Save Michelle first!"

The doctor shook his arm away, "I can understand your feelings as a patient's family member, but she has no serious injuries and can wait for the next car! This lady obviously needs help more!"

The doctor pointed to me soaked in blood in the corner.

Zayn grabbed the doctor's stretcher and refused to let go. He pointed his other hand at me and said, "The one lying there is my family member, but she is the cause of the accident. I ask the hospital to save the victim first. I will be responsible for any consequences of delayed treatment for my wife."

Michelle pretended to remind him, "Zayn, your wife is still pregnant."

The cold-blooded doctors and nurses around him looked up at him, but Zayn pursed his lips and refused to let go. The doctor had no choice but to send Michelle away first and Zayn followed Michelle's ambulance without looking back.

Suddenly, a series of sympathetic eyes fell on me.

"This man is too righteous. Although his wife is the cause of the accident, he is too cruel to the child."

"Isn't that the most handsome captain of the diving rescue team just now? God, I even promised to marry him at that time. Fortunately, God didn't help me."

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe his wife really did something unforgivable..."

The voice in my ear gradually faded and I fainted before the ambulance arrived.

In the dream, I went back to the time when we just met in the diving team.

At that time, Michelle, Zayn's girlfriend who had been in love with him for 5 years, won the title of the underwater mermaid princess competition, accepted a high-paying job abroad and had to break up with Zayn.

I choked on water in my lungs when I exhaled during a dive and it was Zayn who saved me at the critical moment. I vaguely remember that he lifted me ashore and gave me artificial respiration in the gentle sunlight.

Maybe it was the suspension bridge effect, or maybe it was because I heard rumors about his love affair, I had since sunk for this Maldivian diving rescue captain. In order to stay with him for a long time, I chose to become a diving coach in Maldives. In order to attract his attention, I took great pains to collect the collection of diving equipment he wanted.

In the diving competition, I signed up for the deep diving project and the water pressure almost suffocated me, just for Zayn to look at me more.

Every day, I persisted in preparing nutritious meals and diving equipment for him and helped him record the diving log.