I Was Eight Months Pregnant And My Family Forced Me To Donate My Umbilical Cord Blood To My Sister

Mom's face looked a little ugly and her brows were furrowed. "The most important thing now is Marianne's health, nothing else matters."

I looked at the mother who had carried me for ten months and gave birth to me and I felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Marianne leaned on Andrew's arms. "Andrew, you care so much about her child. You are not attracted to her, are you?"

Andrew hurriedly hugged her tightly. "How is it possible? I married her to help you nourish your umbilical cord blood and save your life. Once she takes the baby out, she will have no value to me."

I was already in tears watching the scene in front of me and I was still tightly holding the abortion pills that the doctor gave me in front of me.

I looked up and put the pill into my mouth without hesitation. After taking the pills, I returned home and then signed my name on the divorce agreement and put the agreement in the safe.

I was about to pack up my things when the door of my house was suddenly pushed open. I shuddered with fear.

Andrew walked up and grabbed my hand directly. "Miranda, the doctor looked at your report again today and said that the child's condition is very bad. Let me take you to the hospital now."

I wanted to pull my hand back, but found that Andrew's hand was tightly grasped by Andrew and the whole wrist was red.

"I won't go. The doctor told me today that the baby is healthy. Besides, why didn't the hospital contact me directly, but you?"

Andrew's eyes were red and there was still some anxiety in his eyes. "Did the hospital notify me temporarily, or did my mother-in-law ask me to do it? Even if you don't believe me, you should believe your mother, right?"

Just then, my parents came in from the door and my mother had a cold face. "It's not your fault that you are not careful enough, which led to the miscarriage. You go to the hospital with us now."

Dad also echoed on the side. "Your mother is an obstetrician and gynecologist. Don't you still believe what your mother said?"

I grabbed the door handle of the bedroom with my other hand.

"I won't go. It's already late today. It's the same if I go tomorrow. Besides, I feel good now and don't have any discomfort."

My mother glared at me fiercely and walked up to twist my fingers. "Just go if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense? I'm your mother. Would I harm you?"

Since I was born, they threw me to the countryside to live with my grandparents. It wasn't until they all died and the village committee called that they reluctantly took me to their side. I've always wanted to ask them why they didn't love me, since I was their biological daughters.

I almost used up all my strength, but my mother couldn't pry my fingers apart. Suddenly my mother slapped me hard on the face.

"You'd better go to the hospital with me right now. If you delay the treatment of Marianne, I won't let you go."

Half of my face became red and swollen instantly and I smiled bitterly. "Finally, the true face is revealed."

My mother didn't think so.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I only know that your body is not suitable for continuing the pregnancy now and Marianne just needs umbilical cord blood to save her life."

Seeing that I still refused to let go, my father also came forward to help. "Miranda, you used to be the most sensible. Now your sister needs you, just do your parents a favor, okay?"

Dad tried to play the family card and I spit at his feet.