To Save His Lover, My Husband Is About To Sacrifice Me

After being married to Gerry for five years, he pretended to have amnesia to save his childhood sweetheart Jennifer who was suffering from leukemia. He forced me to donate bone marrow despite being three months pregnant.

After the miscarriage, I heard Gerry's confidant talking to him in a low voice outside the ward.

"Mr. Wildblood, the doctor said that your wife is already weak. If she loses this pregnancy, she may have difficulty getting pregnant again. If she knows that you have not lost your memory..."

"Anne won't know. Besides, she and I still have many years to make up, but Jennifer's condition can't wait a moment. I can't watch Jennifer die."

After knowing the truth, I completely gave up and boarded a plane to fly overseas. Gerry went crazy. He threw away his noble and proud character and humbly begged me to love him again.

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When I left the hospital, my tears kept rolling down my pale face like a dam bursting.

I stumbled all the way and returned home in a daze.

Miss Nancy opened the door for me. She was startled when she saw me and came to help me.

"What happened, ma'am? I'll go and inform Mr. Wildblood right now!"

Miss Nancy was about to touch her phone when I grabbed her wrist.

"Don't look for him!" I said hoarsely.

Perhaps it hurt her or maybe she was scared by me, Miss Nancy looked even more flustered. She promised not to look for Gerry. But after helping me sit on the sofa, she hid aside and made a phone call. While she was talking, she secretly glanced at me. I didn't need to ask who she was contacting.

I didn't feel like caring about her. I cried in front of the wedding photo on the wall. In the photo framed in a gold frame, Gerry and I smiled at each other, our eyes full of love, as if this happiness could last forever.

We met on a group trip in college. During the mountain climbing, I accidentally fell down. Gerry pulled me up despite the danger, but he broke his arm. Since then, he had been shining like a hero in my eyes. With my unremitting efforts, the taciturn iceberg male god Gerry finally agreed to become my boyfriend.

We had been in a good relationship from school uniforms to wedding dresses and we were a model couple that everyone envied. In terms of family background, we were also evenly matched and our two businesses could also help each other. Everyone said that we were a match made in heaven and a perfect match.

At the end of last year, I was found out that I was pregnant and I was very happy. I was grateful to God for finally giving us the fruit of our love. But all these beautiful dreams were completely shattered after Gerry's childhood sweetheart Jennifer came back from a divorce abroad.

When we met for the first time, Jennifer took Gerry's arm in front of me and kissed him twice on both cheeks.

In my shocked eyes, Jennifer showed me a provocative smile.

"Gerry and I grew up together as good friends. It's normal for us to kiss and hug each other. Don't worry. If anything happens, it won't be your turn." She said lightly

In response, Gerry just smiled at her lovingly and didn't give me any explanation.

After that, whenever Jennifer called, Gerry would come whenever and wherever she wanted, completely ignoring the fact that I was pregnant at home. I cried and made a fuss about this, but Gerry just said, "Jennifer is in poor health and is depressed after her divorce. As a friend, I can't ignore her."

If he had restrained himself before, he completely lost his fear after "losing his memory" in the car accident. He stayed out all night and ignored me. Countless times, I saw Jennifer's updates on my Moments late at night, all of which were of her holding hands with Gerry, or even lying intimately in his arms, eating the fruit he fed her.