For ten years, I lived in a marriage never consummated, yet I was forced to endure over a dozen miscarriages. It was all because my husband had a Womb Transfer System bound to him. As long as he got intimate with a woman, her baby would be transferred into my womb. To better enjoy his intimate moments with his childhood sweetheart, he never bothered with contraception. Meanwhile, I found myself pregnant again and again. Terrified and utterly clueless, I couldn’t bring myself to tell my husband. All I could do was go to the hospital for various check-ups. By the thirteenth time I was hospitalized and hemorrhaging, Dr. Kim finally snapped. She called my husband and demanded he sign the surgical consent forms immediately. “Do you have any idea that sexual activity is forbidden during pregnancy?” she shouted, her voice trembling with fury. “Your ignorance is killing your wife!” But my husband refused to sign, right there in front of everyone. Instead, he publicly accused me of cheating on him throughout our entire marriage. In the end, I bled to death on that hospital bed. My husband inherited everything I owned and built a happy life with his childhood sweetheart. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the time of my very first miscarriage. Gritting my teeth, I dialed a number. “Find me a pregnant sow!”
“Ava, you’ve miscarried!” “Last time, a ruptured corpus luteum cyst. This time, the cause appears to be intercourse during pregnancy. Can’t you and your husband control yourselves?” Dr. Kim’s voice jolted me awake. My eyes snapped open. The sight of the IV drip confirmed it. I had been reborn. I’d been married to Ryan Carter for a decade in a completely sexless marriage. So how in the world could I be pregnant? In my past life, I thought the doctor had misdiagnosed me, and I argued fiercely, demanding an explanation from the hospital. But when the hospital pulled up the surveillance footage of my surgery, and I actually saw them remove that finger-sized embryo from my belly, I finally believed I was pregnant. I had no idea how this could have happened. Fortunately, my husband didn’t blame me. Instead, he hugged me and consoled me. “Honey, I don’t blame you! It’s all my fault! If I weren’t impotent and couldn’t give you happiness, you wouldn’t have looked for other men, right?” I firmly believed I hadn’t cheated, but the pregnancy was an undeniable fact. So, to make it up to my husband, I not only handed over full control of my company to him, but I also agreed to let him bring his childhood sweetheart, Daisy Bell, to live with us permanently. But ever since Daisy moved in, I had a miscarriage every two months due to “intimacy during pregnancy.” In just one year, I had six miscarriages. To figure out what the hell was going on, I took the aborted embryo for a paternity test. The results showed the baby wasn’t mine, but it was my husband’s and Daisy’s! Just as I stormed into Daisy’s room to confront her, I was shocked to find my husband vigorously thrusting on top of her! “Ryan! Weren’t you impotent?! What are you two doing right now?!” Furious, I wanted to confront them, but the next second, a large gush of blood streamed from my lower body. The consequences of their intimacy during pregnancy had once again been transferred to me. I was hemorrhaging and needed Ryan to sign the surgical consent form. But he immediately turned on me, slandering, “Ava! This is your thirteenth miscarriage! Even if you despise me, you can’t cheat this many times!” The curious onlookers, not knowing the truth, assumed I was hemorrhaging because I’d cheated during pregnancy, and they all stopped my husband from signing the consent form. In the end, I died on the hospital bed from excessive blood loss. Before I died, I saw Ryan, with his arm around Daisy, looking at me with a mocking smirk. “Since you’re about to die, I’ll let you die knowing why!” “The reason you kept getting pregnant and miscarrying is because I have a Womb Transfer System bound to me. As long as Daisy and I are intimate, any changes in her womb will be transferred to yours!” Recalling the pain of thirteen miscarriages, I suppressed the surging hatred in my heart. Gritting my teeth, I handed Dr. Kim a bank card and said. “Dr. Kim, please schedule the surgery for me. I want my entire womb removed right now!”
Learning of my miscarriage, Ryan rushed over with Daisy. “Honey, I don’t blame you! It’s all my fault! If I weren’t impotent and couldn’t give you happiness, you wouldn’t have let another man prey on your vulnerability, would you?” He hugged me tightly, his eyes filled with an overwhelming, fake affection. In my past life, I would have been moved to tears by those words, gifting him homes, cars, and even my company. But now, with my head clear from all that romantic nonsense, I realized his words, though seemingly concerned, were actually meant to solidify the lie that I had cheated in everyone’s eyes. I gave Dr. Kim a subtle glance. She immediately clarified for me, “Mr. Carter, you’re mistaken. Your wife isn’t miscarrying; she simply fainted from overwork.” Both of their faces changed. But Ryan’s expression quickly returned to normal. He knew I’d bribed Dr. Kim, but he didn’t expose me. Instead, he pushed Daisy forward. “Honey! If you’re just overworked, why don’t we let Daisy stay at home to take care of you?” “She grew up with me, and she’s not only good at housework but also an excellent cook. And since I’m impotent, you don’t have to worry about anything happening between us.” Hearing his casual demand, I almost laughed in anger. Claiming it was to take care of me, when in reality, it was just to make it easier for them to have their affair. However, this time, I didn’t object. “Sure, let Daisy move in! It would be nice to have some company.” “But before that, she needs to have a full physical exam to make sure she’s healthy. Only then will I feel comfortable having her in my house.” Daisy had no objection. Dr. Kim performed the examination, ensuring 100% accuracy. Looking at the intact womb in the ultrasound image, I couldn’t help but frown. I had my womb removed, yet it had no effect on her. It seemed this transfer system was one-sided. Only Daisy could affect me. But now that I no longer had a womb, she probably couldn’t frame me anymore. My next step was to collect evidence of their affair and ruin their reputations! Before Daisy moved into my house, I had tiny hidden cameras installed in every corner of the villa. Perhaps fearing I’d discover their secret, they were extremely cautious for the first two months, never sharing a room. To make them drop their guard, I lied, saying I was going on a business trip to New York for a few days, then boarded a flight. Once they were certain I was truly gone, they embraced each other like hungry wolves. Watching the disgusting sight of their fiery passion on the security footage, I gritted my teeth and saved all the videos. With this evidence of their affair, I would surely destroy them! But just as I handed the videos to my divorce lawyer, a sharp, piercing pain erupted in my abdomen. Seeing the blood flowing incessantly beneath me, terror instantly swept through my entire body. What in the world was happening? When I woke up again in the hospital bed, I heard the devastating news. “Ava, you’re pregnant.” Impossible! I emotionally grabbed the doctor’s sleeve. “Doctor, you must be mistaken! I had my womb removed; how could I possibly be pregnant?” The doctor calmly replied. “It’s true that you cannot conceive without a womb, but there’s an extremely rare chance of an ectopic pregnancy. Your current situation is an ectopic pregnancy!” “You’re out of danger after the surgery, but I must warn you, if you have another ectopic pregnancy, not even a miracle could save you!”
My world was crashing down. If Daisy got pregnant again, would I die? This time, there was no way I was going to tolerate it. I booked a flight and rushed to the villa. I slapped Daisy across the face. “Are all men dead or something?! Why him? Why my husband?!” Ryan stepped forward to stop me. “Honey, have you misunderstood something?! How could Daisy possibly seduce me? She’s always seen me as a brother.” I slapped him back, hard. “You two having an affair behind my back is bad enough, but why couldn’t you use protection? Why couldn’t you take birth control?!” “Why do I have to bear the consequences of your intimacy during pregnancy?! Do you two really want me dead so badly?!” Seeing that I had exposed everything, Ryan dropped the act. He put his arm around Daisy and mocked me. “Daisy and I were always meant to be together! If it weren’t for your money, do you think I would have married into your family?” “Let me tell you! Lying in the same bed with you every day, it turns my stomach! I don’t even need to pretend to be impotent.Just seeing your face makes me go limp!” Even though I already knew Ryan’s true colors, his words made my old wounds throb with anger. Daisy, arms crossed, slapped me back. “Your body can’t handle much more, can it? If you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, maybe I can let you die a little later.” Ryan chuckled. “I know you hired a divorce lawyer, but even if you divorce now, it’s useless. I can drag it out and refuse to agree. The next time you hemorrhage, I’ll let you die on the operating table! Then all your assets will be ours!” Listening to their venomous curses, I felt like my head was going to explode. I rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. “Ryan! I’m going to castrate you right now!” Unfortunately, my strength was no match for a man’s. Ryan effortlessly snatched the knife and pushed me to the floor. Outside, police sirens wailed. My wounds had reopened, and I was back in the hospital. Drowsily, I looked at the examination report Dr. Kim handed me, and my eyes suddenly lit up. I suddenly understood how to break this transfer system. I immediately called my best friend, Chloe, who lived in the countryside. “Chloe, is your sow about to give birth? Can you send her to me?” After arranging everything, I opened the home surveillance video again. The adulterous couple, after showering, had crawled into bed. Ryan didn’t notice Daisy’s suddenly swollen belly. With one big movement, he bumped her up. Then, a pungent spray of blood erupted… After Daisy passed out, Ryan immediately rushed her to the hospital. Seeing Ryan outside the operating room, I couldn’t stop smiling. “Ryan, congratulations! You’re going to be a father.” Ryan grabbed my collar, exasperated. “What the hell did you do to Daisy? How could she be pregnant?” I looked at the slowly opening operating room doors and smiled slightly. “Why don’t you go in and see for yourself?”
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