My Husband's Regret Came After Our Son Died

For my father and my feelings.

This playboy agreed to marry me not just because Uncle Daniel liked me, but because I promised to give him enough freedom.

My arm slammed against the wall and the sharp pain made me gasp.

I gritted my teeth, enduring it and reached for my phone to show him Keanu’s condition in the hospital.

But before I could open the photo album, the hospital called.

“Mrs. Cavill, Keanu has developed an infection. Please come as soon as possible.”

My heart clenched. Keanu’s condition couldn’t handle even a minor infection.

“I’ll be there right away.”

I hung up without another word. I didn’t care about the two people in front of me anymore. I pushed the door open and rushed out.

Seeing my reaction, Dwayne’s expression changed. He knew I wouldn’t fake something like this.

“Kate, was that the hospital? Keanu’s illness, it wasn’t a lie?”

I stopped in my tracks, turned around and gave him one last chance.

“Dwayne, come to the hospital with me. I’m begging you. Keanu loves you so much, he even calls for Daddy in his sleep.”

For a moment, Dwayne actually frowned, as if something in him wavered.

But Eva slipped behind him, pressing herself against his back.

“Teacher Hemsworth just can’t stand to see us happy. She’s only trying to drag you out of my bed.”

Her hand slid down his waist.

“She’s not going to paint for us. Why don’t we just record a video? Let’s try that position you talked about last time.”

Lust clouded Dwayne’s face in an instant. He picked Eva up and carried her straight into the bedroom, slamming the door shut with a kick.

The moans and gasps that followed shattered the last sliver of hope I had for him.

At that moment, I made up my mind that Keanu had nothing more to do with Dwayne.

My child, I would save myself.

This infection hit Keanu hard. The inflammation wouldn’t go down and the doctor recommended a direct bone marrow transplant.

But there wasn’t a suitable match in the national bone marrow registry.

Watching Keanu grow paler and thinner by the day, I could only blame myself for not being a perfect match.

Standing on the edge between life and death, all my pride crumbled.

With swollen, red eyes, I went to the company to find Dwayne. He was just about to leave.

Ignoring the stares from employees around us, I dropped to my knees with a heavy thud.

“Dwayne, Keanu is really sick. Please come to the hospital for a bone marrow match. You’re his father, can you really bear to watch your son die?”

Dwayne froze, clearly caught off guard.

“Who allowed you to come here and embarrass yourself?”

He grabbed my arm and dragged me into the president’s office, whispers already spreading through the office.

Everything I’d been holding in finally broke loose. I sobbed so hard it felt like something inside me was tearing apart.

At last, Dwayne seemed to soften.

“I’ll go to the hospital with you. If Keanu is really sick, then as his father, of course, I’ll help him. But if you’re lying to me again, I won’t…”

Just as a glimmer of hope rose in my heart, Eva appeared.

“Teacher Hemsworth, how can you be so cruel? I already gave up on being Mrs. Cavill. I just want Dwayne to come with me to France for my 23rd birthday. Why won’t you let me have even that?”

Dwayne’s lips pressed into a thin line. He turned to me, eyes full of suspicion.

Tears quickly filled Eva’s eyes.

“Dwayne, I called Keanu’s teacher. She said he was attending class like normal.”

“You’re lying.”

I was so furious I nearly slapped her across the face.

But before I could react, she suddenly dropped to her knees.

“Please, Teacher Hemsworth. I’m not as smart as you, not as talented and I don’t have your family background. Dwayne’s love is all I have. Please don’t take that from me.”

As she spoke, she moved as if to slam her head on the floor.

Dwayne, heart aching, rushed forward and pulled her into his arms.

“I’ll go with you to France for your birthday. Don’t cry.”