---- On my wedding day, he didn't come to the ceremony but sent me a message wishing me happiness: Julian, I will help you achieve your Cambridge dream. When you want to come to Cambridge after having children, I'll help you.] Lost in my happiness, I didn't care about his words. Cambridge wasn't something he could decide who gets in, right? Until my daughter was a year old, Cambridge was establishing a personal laboratory for Austen to retain this rare talent. He readily agreed, but his only request was that I be allowed to continue studying at Cambridge and become his assistant. For his sake, Cambridge university leaders personally came to my house to persuade me. Only then did I realize what he had sacrificed for me. But I couldn't bear to leave my daughter, and I felt I didn't deserve Austen's deep affection, so I declined re ---- -entering Cambridge. But he didn't give up on me, sending me those confidential documents every day. He said he hoped that when I finally awake, I would easily embrace the world. Finally, I was moved and decided to divorce and livea bright life again with my daughter. It was at that moment that my nightmare appeared. Gilbert secretly transplanted my daughter's heart to Bessie and another man's daughter. My poor daughter died tragically on the operating table, without anyone even glancing at her. When I rushed to the hospital, her body was already completely cold. I didn't understand why Gilbert was so cruel to me, even not sparing his own child. I wanted to confront him. ---- But the last thing I saw was him in the hospital room, celebrating the successful surgery with Bessie for the child who was not related to him by blood. But his blood-related child, my poor daughter, only became a cold body.