When Love Costs a Womb

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer and needed a total gastrectomy.

My husband, who was hailed as a rising star in the medical field, personally performed the surgery on me.

However, after the operation, my health only worsened.

He told me that the cancer had spread too quickly, and there was no hope left.

It was not until I accidentally came across a hidden medical report and a massive insurance policy that I learned the truth—I never had stomach cancer.

Not only had he removed my stomach, but he had also taken my uterus.

Desperate, I confronted him, asking why he did that to me.