"Miss Smith, I regret to inform you that you are not pregnant."

The hope in Shirley Smith's eyes suddenly disappeared, she bit her lip and replied, "... Okay."

The doctor returned her check-up report with some sympathy in his eyes: "Miss Smith, you might consider giving up on the idea of pregnancy. Your body really can't withstand the torment anymore, and if you do get pregnant, neither you nor the baby may survive..."

Shirley Smith bit her lip and said nothing. She felt cold all over.

The doctor was a little worried about her and quickly called her twice: "Miss Smith? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm listening to you." Her voice trembled and her lips were pale.

The doctor looked at her and sighed: "In fact, if you receive chemotherapy now, there is still a chance that you can prolong your life."

"No, I have to get pregnant," she stood up and said, "Doctor, please give me the injection to promote ovulation again, I want to try again."

The doctor still disagreed: "You have been given this injection for half a year. This is a hormone that will accelerate the growth of your cancer cells!"

"... I know, but I still want to try anyway."

"Miss Smith, why are you doing this?"

"Thank you very much, doctor..."

"Well..." The doctor had no choice but to make the medication order: "Turn left on the second floor and go for an injection with this order. Remember that the best time to conceive is within 24 hours after this injection. You must seize the opportunity."

Shirley Smith took the order and thanked him.

At nine o'clock at night, there was no one in the mansion except her.

Shirley Smith had long been accustomed to such loneliness and emptiness, but she no longer had time to feel distressed. Her life had begun its countdown and she had no time to waste.

She had to take advantage of these golden 24 hours.

She dialed the number she knew by heart and waited.

Beep beep beep

No one was answering.

She dialed again without giving up, as long as he didn't answer, she would keep calling until he answered her phone.

Finally, a second before the automatic cutoff, Sebastian Jones answered.

His voice was full of irritability and impatience, "Shirley Smith, what do you want to do? Do you find it fun to keep delaying things like this?"

Delaying?

She laughed at herself, yes, she did everything she could to protect this marriage for four years, and it was finally about to come to an end.

"Don't you want a divorce?" She said, "... I agree."

Sebastian paused, "Are you really willing to get a divorce?"

"Yes, but I have one condition. Come back tonight and make me yours one more time."

Sebastian sneered, "Shirley, is this a new trick you came up with?"

"Think whatever you want. Sebastian Jones, I'm only giving you this chance. If you don't come tonight, you'll never get a divorce and you'll never be able to marry Sylvia Baker. It's your choice."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone decisively.

She knew perfectly well what Sebastian Jones would do.

He would do anything in order to marry Sylvia, so tonight he would definitely come back.

It was a night of good weather. The full moon shone in all its splendor and its reflection rippled on the water, next to it there were bright stars in the sky.

Sebastian Jones, if one day I am no longer in this world, every time you look up and see the stars in the sky, will you think of me, even if only for an instant?

We once had a child. He behaved very well and looked a lot like you.

But now he is in the intensive care unit and cannot move. He has tubes all over his body, and he is waiting for me to save his life.

I must get pregnant and have a second child so that I can have umbilical cord blood to save him, and I am running out of time...

Even if you hate me, even if you don't want to see me again, I will have another child with you no matter what, even if you think I'm a shameless whore.

Dididi——

It was the sound of the fingerprint unlocking of the front door. Was he back?

Shirley hurried to put on lipstick in front of the mirror to improve her complexion a little.

"Sebastian..." She greeted him.

The next second a huge force threw her onto the bed.

"Bitch, what tricks do you want to play?" - Sebastian was furious when he saw this hateful woman who murdered his parents.

"I... I just want you" - She said panting.

Hearing that, Sebastian climbed onto the bed, grabbed Shirley's legs, lifted her skirt with both hands, revealing lace stockings and a red erotic lingerie set. He could see the sensual lingerie covering her breasts through the white shirt she was wearing, and the underwear had a lace design with an opening in the center, which removed all obstacles for the act of ******.

Sebastian's heart was beating violently: "Do you want a man to fuck you so much tonight?"

After finishing speaking, he moved closer to Shirley's body and gave her a ******* fiercely: "Do you know how much I hate you? You disgust me. How black is your heart that you have even murdered my parents without mercy?"

Sebastian, who had a habit of doing physical training, had a very toned and muscular body. That slap left a big mark on Shirley's butt.

That aroused her even more, she didn't scream in pain, but moaned with pleasure, she felt her crotch getting wetter and wetter.

Looking at Sebastian with tears in her eyes, but at the same time full of lust, she said: "I can't take it anymore, do it to me now, give me what I like so much"

Sebastian said with contempt: "I have long since lost interest in you, and one day you will pay for what you have done."

Shirley was already unable to wait any longer - "If you want to punish me, do it here and now, subdue me"

She tore her underwear, revealing her delicate body: "Do you want to check if my heart is black? Come and find out for yourself."

Sebastian stretched out a hand, grabbed her hair fiercely, and pressed her head against the mattress. With the other he began to touch Shirley's intimate parts, she was very wet, and with each touch he gave her she writhed with pleasure.

After several minutes, Sebastian put one of Shirley's legs on his shoulder and leaned his body over hers: "Do you feel it? You disgust me so much that you can't even get my blood flowing."

Sebastian squeezed Shirley's legs together and they fell to the ground.

He was full of hatred the entire time, he didn't show even a little bit of pity, and he didn't say a word during the whole process, he just wanted to get it over with once and for all.

Shirley's tears were about to overflow, but she didn't say a word, she had to be strong.

In the end, she coughed violently as she choked on her own tears. She lay in bed for a long time without the energy to get up, she was so sore that she lost all her strength.

Sebastian's voice came coldly from above Shirley's head: "Even if you are a lewd woman and want other men to fuck you, you have to sign the divorce agreement first."

"..."

Shirley was holding back her tears, although she was humiliated by her beloved in every possible way, remembering that the only way to save her son was to get pregnant, she said: "As long as you stay with me all night, I promise that when I am satisfied I will sign the divorce."

Sebastian nodded. He frowned tightly and said, "I always keep my word. Let's get this over with quickly. I have more important things to do."

She was without energy, she stood up trembling and asked: "Did you drink?"

"That's none of your business."

"You have a bad stomach, it's better not to drink alcohol."

"If I don't get drunk, how can I resist the nausea I feel when I touch you?"

There was a strong smell of blood in her throat, the viscous liquid overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Shirley frowned, wiped herself with the sheet under her and her heart grew cold.

Her tone was still calm and gentle: "You arrived very quickly, surely there were no traffic jams on the road."

Sebastian had already gotten dressed and lit a cigarette, he sat in the shadows and said lightly: "I came back to get a divorce. Of course I had to hurry."

"Are you so impatient?"

She was sitting with her back to him, her voice was still a little weak and she started coughing again from the smell of smoke.

"Didn't you know that I can't wait?" Sebastian deliberately exhaled the smoke in her direction, seeing that her whole body was coughing and shaking, it made him feel inexplicably happy: "I have fulfilled your terms, we will get divorced tomorrow morning."

"You haven't fulfilled them yet, Sebastian, what I said was: stay with me tonight, tonight make me yours all night."

Sebastian put out the cigarette and sneered: "Shirley, you are really shameless."

When was it that she fell in love with Sebastian?

Shirley remembered it for a moment, but he didn't seem to remember it clearly.

She only remembers that they grew up together. Their families had a friendship of two or more generations. They were childhood sweethearts. Everyone expected them to grow up and get married to be more united.

At that time, Sebastian treated her very well. She had been suffering from hypoglycemia since she was a child, and Sebastian always carried her favorite star candy with him. If she didn't feel well, he could give it to her immediately.

When she was in school, all the love letters she received were intercepted by Sebastian. He would jealously teach her that none of the boys were half as good as him. On her birthday, he would also start folding paper stars for her a few months in advance, fill large glass bottles with those stars and give them to her as a birthday present.

At that time, she was spoiled and arrogant, and deliberately acted very childish: "These stars are fake, I want real stars."

Sebastian always touched her nose affectionately: "Then I'll pick them for you."

"I'm kidding. The stars are all in the sky, how will you pick them?"

"As long as you want them, I can pick them for you."

"You're lying to me."

"Shirley, the day you marry me I will give you all the stars in the sky."

Shirley thought, is it true that when people are about to die, they always miss the good old days very much?

She touched the blood on the sheet with her hand and felt that fate was really too ironic. God seemed not to agree with her good life so he destroyed everything she had.

She and Sebastian went from a sweet love to a complete breakup in just five years.

Five years ago, the day before their wedding party, Sebastian's parents died in a car accident, and it was Shirley's father who caused the accident!

Later, her mother and uncle merged and bought all of the Jones family's properties. Originally, the two great families of City H merged into one overnight. Shirley's uncle became the person who concentrated all the power that the Smith family and the Jones family's properties had.

This result was unexpected. No matter who you ask, everyone will tell you that it seemed to be a great conspiracy that had already been planned a long time ago. Everything was finally resolved that day, and the Smith family achieved a complete victory.

All of this happened too suddenly. When she reacted, Sebastian broke up with her almost frantically, smashing all the glass bottles in front of her. The paper stars were scattered all over the floor, and he stepped on them mercilessly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and pointing at Shirley, he said word by word, "Shirley, go to hell! I never want to see you again!"

At that time, Sebastian was 23 years old, his parents had died, the company had been taken away, and he had nothing left. But Shirley, who was 20 years old, found out that she was pregnant.

Sebastian hated her so much. Shirley was afraid that Sebastian would not be able to accept the child, so she could only go abroad to give birth to the child in secret with the idea of ​​waiting for a while for him to calm down before explaining to him. She didn't know all of this, and she didn't know how it could become like this.

But misfortunes never come alone. An accident occurred during her childbirth. The child was seriously ill from birth and had been in the intensive care unit. She panicked and returned to her country to find a solution together with Sebastian, but what she found was that he was already with another woman.

That woman was called Sylvia.

She heard that it was Sylvia who accompanied him in the most difficult moments.

She heard that he considered Sylvia as the only ray of sunshine in his life.

She heard that, with Sylvia's encouragement, he returned and resurfaced like a phoenix from the ashes. The rapid expansion of his business in just two years had been powerful enough to compete with the Smith family.

She heard that they were already preparing for the wedding...

It was just that she and Sebastian got a marriage certificate before, but they had not had time to have the wedding ceremony. Legally, Sebastian was married, and Shirley was his legal wife. Sylvia couldn't just marry him.

During the four years that she was Mrs. Jones, Sebastian never stopped pressuring her to sign the divorce agreement, and she did her best to reject it.

She always thought that she and Sebastian were in love and that she could wait until he found out what was going on and changed his mind. But after four years of waiting, instead of getting Sebastian back, what she got was a diagnosis of lung cancer, she was seriously ill.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, the past touched her thoughts, and she had a severe cough.

This time the smell of blood became more violent, and drops of blood came directly from her mouth, dripping onto the white sheet.

"What's wrong with you?" Sebastian asked, seeing her trembling.

Her heart melted and her tears welled up, "Sebastian, I... I have something very important to tell you. Actually, my health is very bad, I'm sick..."

Sebastian sneered and interrupted her, "Don't tell me you're dying of illness. I'll just set off firecrackers to celebrate. When you die, I don't even have to divorce you, not only will I be widowed, but I'll also be able to marry Sylvia at any time."

Shirley wanted to speak, but the words were all stuck in her throat and in her heart.

He asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

What else did she want to say?

She shook her head, "That's it."

Sebastian's gaze seemed to have noticed something, and he looked at the sheets.

She hurried to cover the red marks with her body, pretending nothing was happening.

"What's that?" Sebastian approached, lifted her up, and threw her aside, looking at the red mark on the sheets, "Is this... blood?"

Shirley bit her lip and clenched her fist to endure the pain.

Sebastian looked at her with disdain, pointed at the small blood stain, and said, "Don't tell me that for tonight you even repaired your hymen?"