Heartless Husband and His Mistress Killed My Seven ChildrenStory 1 Chapter 1

At five months pregnant, I was pushed from the third floor, my body crashing onto the ground, blood spreading everywhere.

Javon Davis brought in top experts from around the world. They saved my life, but the child, just like the seven before, was gone forever.

I was broken beyond repair, devastated, wandering in desperation just to find a trace of the child I had lost once more.

Then, hidden in the shadows of the hospital, I overheard Javon with the doctor.

“Mr. Davis, there are other ways. Why must you insist on taking away what’s in your wife’s belly… that’s your own flesh and blood too!”

“Cynthia has a cleanliness obsession, and she needs this. This is the safest way.”

“But someone else’s child, I fear, it won’t be healthy.”

The truth behind all my losses struck me like a knife, revealed so suddenly, so cruelly.

So it was the husband who claimed to love me so deeply who had been the real culprit all along.

He loved Cynthia Whitney so much.

Very well. I would grant them their wish.

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Just one door away, the conversation in the hospital’s corner room carried on.

“Prepare now, while Addison hasn’t woken up. Go ahead with the hysterectomy.”

The doctor froze. “You want to remove her uterus?!”

“Doctor, I must remind you, you have no children yet. If you truly take her uterus, you’ll have no heir!”

“I don’t need an heir. Cynthia already gave birth to my child yesterday. I promised her I’d leave all my wealth to our child. Keeping Addison’s uterus is nothing but a threat.”

The doctor’s face turned uneasy.

“But your child with Cynthia will still bear another man’s surname, and call someone else father. Your wife has already miscarried seven times; her chance of conceiving again is nearly gone.”

Javon lit a cigarette, his voice low and sorrowful.

“It’s not about whether it’s worth it. I love Cynthia, and for her, I’ll give everything.”

“But….”

Javon’s brows darkened.

“No buts. Do as I say.”

Just as Javon was about to rise from his seat, his phone rang. By mistake, he pressed the speakerphone.

“Javon, I got the money. Next time something like this happens, make sure to call me. I’ve done it seven times already, I know exactly how it goes. In fact, I already have an idea for the next one. I’ll pose as a kidnapper and go straight for her belly…”

“There won’t be a next time. Take your money and get out of Rivenport.”