Chapter 10 D " Tell me who the real father is , or I'll use this bastard's heart to save someone else . " That was what my husband of seven years said as he tied our six - year - old son to an operating table and drained 800ml of his blood . My son's face had gone ghostly pale . Tears filled his eyes as he looked up at his father , silently begging for mercy . " " Daddy … I'm so cold … " But Denton Francis didn't even blink . He even coldly said , " Keep going . " He didn't want to see the boy cry , so he injected him with a high dose of anesthesia , knocking him unconscious . I sobbed and begged him to stop . But all I got in return was a look of pure disgust . " That child isn't mine ," he snapped . " I ran a test . You were already pregnant when you married me . " > Then he walked away without a second thought to buy a birthday gift for the woman he truly loved , Melanie Conner . By the time I rushed back to the hospital , my son's blood was drained , and his heart had been cut out . All that was left of him was a handful of ashes . \ On the way home , shattered with grief , I was hit by a car going the wrong way . " When I woke up , the doctor told me I had been three months pregnant , but I'd lost the baby . " In seven years of marriage , two lives were already lost , and I was also injured . \ I wiped my tears , telling myself I'd throw everything into my career , only to find out my assets were already transferred to Melanie's name . " Even the savings I set aside for the kids were gone . He tricked me into signing them over under the guise of charity , only for Melanie's daughter to benefit . " I stared at my son's ashes and the smug look on Melanie's face . Then I made a call . " Grandma , I've changed my mind . I'm coming back in ten days . I'll help you with our family business . " } They took everything from me . Now , they'd pay double. My career . My pain . My loss . " In ten days , they'd find out what happened when you crossed a genius programmer and the heir to the world's largest business empire . " You should've known , " Denton said coldly , sitting outside the operating room , smoke curling from his lips . " From the moment you lied to me , this bastard child was never going to make it out alive . " I tried to make out my son , Mick Francis , strapped to the surgical table , but the screen was too blurry . All I could see was the bright red blood draining from his little body , filling two already swollen blood bags . Tears streamed down my face , bitter as they reached my lips . Denton knew Mick was born premature . He knew our boy had always been weak , needing monthly serum therapy and specialized nutrition just to survive to age five . \ How could his small body withstand that much blood loss ? \ He was already pale as death . His breathing , once shallow and quick , was now slow and almost gone . " Please … don't do this to him , " I choked , trying to steady my voice . " Mick is just a child . Denton , whatever happened between us , don't take it out on the child . " He exhaled smoke , his eyes colder than before.N Then he raised two fingers , and the monitor suddenly zoomed in . Only then did I see Mick's pale face , and he saw me too . His lips trembled , barely moving . " " M … mom … I'm cold …" " Don't be afraid , baby . Mommy's coming to take you home . " My vision blurred with tears as I spoke those words . A screech of brakes rang in my ears as I slammed my car to a stop in the middle of the road . Horns blared and curses flew , but I didn't care . Nothing mattered more than Mick . " Only 200ml left until he hits his limit . Still won't talk ? " Denton threatened.N Irritated with the constant question , I barked , " What do you want me to say ?! " " Where did you take Melanie's daughter ? " he insisted again . & 333 269 P That name again . That woman again . " His first love , the woman he'd loved for eighteen years . Ever since she came back with a daughter last year , my life had been turned upside down . " I should've known she was behind all of this . " I don't know ! Just stop it ! Mick will die ! Stop this , I beg you . He's your son , too . How can you do this ? " " You kidnapped Jewel . And now you're pretending you're innocent ? And besides , you know better than anyone that Mick might not be my child . You were already pregnant when you married me . But fine . Tell me who the father is , and maybe I'll spare this little bastard's life . Otherwise , his heart goes to Jewel . " " I was racing up the hospital stairs to the top floor , eyes locked on Denton's merciless face . Word by word , I shouted , " I swear , I never touched Melanie's daughter ! " Seemingly not hearing anything , he said , " 150ml ." } " Daddy … Daddy , I'm cold . I want Mommy . I wanna go home … " Mick's voice was soft , frail . On the corner of the screen , I saw him trying to lift himself up , his last act of resistance before the end . But it was so weak and hopeless . " Even so , Denton didn't flinch . " Too noisy , " he muttered . " Give him another shot . Put him out . " " Just like that , Mick's small hand , fluttering in the air , dropped . " Mick ! " I shrieked . " " 100ml , " Denton said , then grabbed me by the arm and slammed my face against the glass wall of the surgery room . " Take a good look , Sadie . This is what happens to the bastard you gave birth to . " He sneered . " To be honest , Mick was a good kid . Sweet . Smart . His only curse was having a venomous , filthy woman like you as his mother . " " 50ml . Still not talking? " he whispered heavily in my ear . "