He Killed Our Child, Yet Wants Me to Raise His Love Child

On the eve of our wedding, a sudden car accident took away the child in my womb.

Ethan Lewis rushed me to the hospital, seemingly anxious and worried.

Through the haze of anesthesia, I heard the doctor's whisper to him: "The fetus was already fully formed. Such a pity."

"What's there to pity? It's just a lump of flesh," Ethan's voice was cold and heartless.

"The accident has caused severe damage to Ms. Sullivan. I'm afraid she might not be able to conceive again..."

"It doesn't matter. She can take care of Tommy, my child with Olivia.