My Husband Gave My Womb To His Mistress

The day of Leo's birthday, I was holding him when someone pushed me off the carousel. I blacked out instantly. Ethan frantically called for an ambulance. Before I was wheeled into the operating room, I heard Ethan tell the doctor: "I heard women are prone to breast cancer. For Aurora's sake, just cut off her breasts." I was pushed into the OR, disbelieving. During the surgery, the anesthesia wore off. In a semi-conscious state, I heard the doctor calling Ethan to confirm: "Mr. Ethan, are you sure you want to transplant Ms. Aurora's uterus to Ms. Serena? But there's already a three-month-old fetus inside. Mr. Ethan, you've already decided to remove your son's heart. For this fetus, perhaps wait until it's born before removing the uterus?" "No, remove it immediately! Just throw the fetus in the trash," Ethan said, his voice decisive and cold. The doctor sounded somewhat hesitant. "Mr. Ethan, Ms. Aurora won't be able to have children after this. Are you really not going to let her have any more kids of her own?" "Serena has a heart condition; her lifelong dream is to have a child. I want to help her achieve that as soon as possible." "Once Serena has a child with that uterus, I'll make sure the child calls Aurora 'Mom.' My children will be her children. I'll take care of her for life." My tears streamed onto the cold operating table. It turned out my supposedly happy marriage, the one I took so much pride in, was nothing but a cruel joke. Well, then I'll just disappear. Just don't you ever regret it. I opened my eyes and found myself back home. I immediately called out for "Leo," but then saw Ethan staring at me, his eyes brimming with tears. "Aurora, Leo... accidentally fell and died yesterday." He couldn't finish his sentence and buried his face in his hands, sobbing. Something inside me snapped. I reached up and felt my empty chest. So, everything I'd heard yesterday was real. Just then, Ethan's phone rang. It was the doctor from yesterday. He gave me a perfunctory pat, then rushed out to take the call. I endured the pain from my incision and followed him. On the other end of the line, the doctor reported: "Mr. Ethan, Ms. Serena's body is responding well to the transplanted uterus. She's expected to be able to get out of bed and walk in three days." "Young Leo's heart was also successfully removed and is now kept in cold storage, ready to be used whenever Ms. Serena needs it. However, I examined Ms. Serena's body, and it seems she doesn't have a heart condition..." Before he could finish, Ethan impatiently cut him off. "Alright, that's enough. I want to ask, when can Serena engage in sexual activity?" "What? Sexual activity?" The doctor gasped on the other end, clearly startled by his question. Ethan explained, "Serena's heart isn't good. She's afraid she might not make it one day, and having a child is her only wish. I want to help her achieve that as soon as possible. Just tell me how many days, okay?" I hid behind the door, my lips bitten raw. I couldn't believe that the man who had just been sobbing over the loss of our child by my bedside was now, mere moments later, coolly and rationally planning to have a child with another woman. The doctor on the phone cautiously suggested two months. Ethan sounded a bit impatient. "Serena is still so young; her body should recover quite quickly. What about half a month? I can be gentle." He realized he sounded too eager and quickly added, "I don't mean "that". I just genuinely want to help Serena fulfill her wish quickly. Doesn't it still take almost a year for a baby to be born anyway?" The doctor had no choice but to compromise on a minimum of one month. Finally, the doctor spoke with some reluctance. "Mr. Ethan, Ms. Aurora underwent two major surgeries. I only let her leave the hospital because you said you had a professional home medical team. Plus, Ms. Aurora just lost two children. You absolutely must remember to avoid letting her emotions fluctuate too much during this time, otherwise..." Ethan impatiently cut him off. "I know, I know. Of course, I know how to care for my wife. You just remember to take good care of Serena." "Don't bother confirming any medications or equipment with me; just use the most expensive and best. I need an update on her condition every thirty minutes." He hung up and called the butler. He listed all of Serena's likes and dislikes. Fearing Serena might get lonely during her recovery, he had the butler send her a black card and arranged for staff from nearby luxury boutiques to bring merchandise to her hospital room, telling Serena to just swipe the card for whatever she liked. After giving all his instructions, he finally came over with a bouquet of fresh flowers. I lay back on the bed, my heart already cold and numb. Ethan grasped my hand, looking at me with a choked voice. "Aurora, your uterus and breasts... they were accidentally damaged when you fell, so... for your safety, the doctors had to remove them." "But don't worry, even though we can't have children anymore, I swear I'll cherish you as my whole life, protecting you forever. Trust me."His expression was incredibly sincere. But I found his hypocrisy utterly laughable. Trust him? He was the one who turned Leo's birthday into his death anniversary. He was the one who, to fulfill another woman's so-called wish, removed my uterus, making me infertile forever. He was the one who, to rush into bed with that woman, cruelly threw my three-month-old child into the trash. He was the one who claimed it was for my own good, yet cut off my breasts, robbing me of my right to be a woman. Trust him? I'd sooner trust a dog. I turned my head, not wanting to see his disgusting face. Seeing that I wouldn't acknowledge him, he reached over to turn my body towards him. "Aurora, I know you're hurting. I'm hurting too, about the baby. Just cry it out; you'll feel better." He ignored my resistance and pulled me into his embrace. Tears streaming down my face, I closed my eyes and said, "If you truly care about me, then throw away those flowers." "I'm allergic to roses." After saying that, I truly felt ridiculous. Seven years of marriage, and he remembered all of Serena's preferences, but didn't even know I was allergic to roses. Ethan looked a bit awkward as he took the flowers away. That evening, Ethan was about to personally feed me when his phone suddenly rang. His phone was on the nightstand, its screen dark. It was his backup phone that rang. I glimpsed the screen and saw the contact name "Sweetheart." He quickly stood up to answer the call. Even though he walked a few steps away, I still overheard a little. On the other end, Serena was whining, a little angry, saying he promised she'd see him first thing after her surgery, but he hadn't come yet. Ethan immediately started to soothe her in a soft voice. He hurriedly told me he had to work late and left. I sneered. His lies were so clumsy and perfunctory, even a three-year-old could see through them. As soon as he left, I immediately called my best friend abroad. "Book me a flight, for seven days from now." Ethan kept saying he was working late every day. I knew exactly where he was "working late," but I didn't say anything. Once my body felt a little better, I started preparing to leave. That day, as soon as I walked in, I heard a syrupy sweet voice. No need to guess, it was Serena. I was hesitating whether to go in when they saw me. Serena, beaming, pulled me inside. "Aurora, dear, you're back! I heard you had surgery, so I came to visit." She deliberately puffed out her abdomen, flaunting my uterus that was now inside her. Watching her smug, fake-sweet demeanor, I felt utterly disgusted. I ignored her and went straight upstairs to get my things. To my surprise, she followed me. She slammed the door shut, her face changing instantly. She shrieked, "Aurora, what are you pretending for? You'll never be able to have kids again, you're not even a real woman!" "Didn't expect it, did you? Ethan loves me so much he transplanted your uterus to me!" "And it's hilarious that Ethan even cut off your breasts. It seems he truly despises you!" Seeing no reaction from me, she got angry and raised her voice, maliciously adding, "Aurora, I remember that day was your son's birthday, wasn't it?" "Tsk tsk, I just casually made up having a heart condition, and Ethan immediately took his own son's heart to keep it ready for me." At this, my hands froze. Seeing my reaction, she became even more animated. "But I'm not even sick! Guess what I did with your son's heart? Heh, I chopped it up and flushed it down the toilet!" "Serena!" I roared, my eyes blazing red. A sharp, piercing agony instantly ripped through my entire body, making it impossible to breathe."Ah! Help!" Serena seized the opportunity to scream, a smile still on her face. But the moment Ethan burst through the door, she ripped her own clothes and yanked me down on top of her. "Aurora! What are you doing! Get off her!" Ethan thundered. He forcefully pulled me up and flung me aside. Then he carefully helped Serena up. Looking at Serena's tear-reddened nose, he was filled with concern. "Aurora, have you no shame? Serena kindly came to visit you, and this is how you treat her!" "Do you know Serena just had surgery? How dare you hit her! I'm so disappointed in you!" His powerful yank tore open my still unhealed wounds. Blood immediately gushed from my chest and lower abdomen. I endured the pain and asked him directly, "What surgery did Serena have?" He knew he'd let something slip and stammered, unable to answer. "Anyway, you're still in the wrong! I'm going to check on Serena first; you come apologize later!" He scooped Serena into his arms, princess-style, and carried her downstairs. I collapsed alone on the floor, bleeding profusely. I gave a bitter, self-deprecating laugh. I had also just had surgery, but he saw nothing. My disappointment reached its peak. I shakily got up, intending to pack the last few things and leave for good. My fingers brushed our framed photo, and tears instantly fell. Little Leo in the picture smiled so innocently, showing off his two newly grown front teeth, incredibly cute. That photo was taken not long before Leo's birthday. Yet, in less than two months, everything had changed beyond recognition. Thinking of what Serena had just said, my heart ached as if it would explode. My precious, innocent Leo, so small. Just because of her lie, his life was cruelly taken away. I covered my heart, sobbing silently. After a long while, I fiercely tore off Ethan's half of the photo, Placing the remaining half, with just Leo and me, into my suitcase. While packing, I also found the ultrasound report in my handbag. It showed a three-month-old fetus. Seeing this, I couldn't help but sob again. I had originally planned to give Ethan a surprise on Leo's birthday. He used to hold me and say he loved daughters, Wishing he had one, so he could buy her pink princess dresses. But that day, he had unhesitatingly ordered someone to throw her into the trash. I couldn't bear to look anymore. I grabbed my suitcase and prepared to leave. But as I passed the guest room, I heard intimate sounds coming from inside. "Ethan, I want..." Serena's voice was coquettish, as if she'd drowned in a jar of honey. "No, no... you haven't recovered yet..." Ethan's voice was strained to the extreme. Serena bit her pink lip, unwilling to give up. Her fingers constantly roamed over Ethan's body, Teasing him until he was practically famished with desire. Ethan grabbed her hand, And guided it down to himself.Serena understood his meaning, and a coy, seductive look crossed her face. Within seconds, Ethan let out a long, shuddering breath. He pulled Serena close, holding her tightly in his arms, and said, "Serena, get better quickly. Once you're fully recovered, we'll immediately have a child of our own." "It's a shame Aurora couldn't have children and left me no heir. So, the child you bear will be the heir to the Thorne Group." I leaned against the door, the bitterness in my heart spreading through my limbs. Was it that "I" didn't want children? Was it that "I" didn't have children? It was "he" who stripped me of my children and my right to bear them! Yet now, in his words, it had become my own failing. Fine, I'll make their dreams come true. I'll leave. I stood up, and my suitcase accidentally made a sound. As I reached the front door, the two of them, having straightened their clothes, emerged from the room. Ethan came over to grab my suitcase, frowning. "Aurora! Where do you think you're going?!" Serena put on a wronged expression, pouting. "Sister, it's all my fault. It's normal for you to be in a bad mood after surgery. I should have let you hit me a few times to let off steam instead of calling Ethan." "Why don't you hit me now? Please don't be mad at Ethan, okay?" She extended her arm, pretending to let me hit her. Ethan angrily pulled her arm down. "Aurora, you're an adult. Do you really need to act like a child, throwing a tantrum and running away from home?!" "Serena is kind-hearted; she pities you and indulges your bad temper, but I won't." "If you have the guts, then go! But if you dare step out that door, don't ever come back!" He finished speaking and stalked back to the living room in a huff. Even though I'd already seen through everything, His words still pierced me deeply. My eyes stung, and I turned to leave. Serena grabbed my arm. "What else do you want?" I asked, my tone sharp. Serena said triumphantly, "You saw us in the guest room, didn't you? Was it good? Have you ever seen Ethan look so satisfied?" "Ethan also said that once I use "your" uterus to give birth to our son, he'll give him the Thorne Group's inheritance!" "Oh, and do you know why you had over twenty miscarriages before finally carrying that baby to term?" She saw my grip on the suitcase tighten and laughed even harder. "Because Ethan loved me so much, he only wanted to give "me" the healthiest and best heart, hahahaha..." At this, I couldn't take it anymore and pushed her. Serena practically begged me to lay a hand on her. She immediately started screaming. I was consumed by grief and fury. I couldn't believe that from the moment I got pregnant, it had all been a trap. Seven years of loving companionship, my supposedly proud marriage, Turned out to be nothing but a complete and utter scam! I broke into hysterical laughter. Ethan came out and saw the scene. Without asking what happened, he immediately launched into a furious tirade, "Aurora, are you crazy?! If you want to leave, then get out! You're not allowed back in this house until you apologize to Serena!" He cradled the tiny scratch on Serena's finger, blowing gently on it with exaggerated tenderness. "Me apologize to her? Dream on!" I stated firmly. "SMACK!" A heavy slap made my head ring.