Two Women, One Rescue

I was nine months pregnant when a man ambushed me, dragging me to the rooftop and repeatedly stabbing me. He had a grudge against my husband for replacing him.

Meanwhile, my husband, a rescue team leader, was frantically coordinating efforts to stop his depressed ex-lover from burning down a rental apartment.

I never called for his help.

In a previous life, I had desperately called him, and he had abandoned his ex-lover to rush to my side.

As a result, my child and I survived the attack, but his ex-lover perished in the fire she ignited.