I Was Eight Months Pregnant And My Family Forced Me To Donate My Umbilical Cord Blood To My Sister

Eight months pregnant, my parents, who had always been partial to me, asked me to go home for dinner. Suddenly, a fire broke out. My parents pushed me away and took my sister, who had leukemia, out. Just when I thought I was going to die in the fire, my husband Andrew rushed in without hesitation and rescued me. He didn’t even care about his own burns, but just looked at me with pity. “You are still pregnant now. What should I do if something happens to the baby in your belly?” I thought I finally found someone who really loved me. Until I saw the chat records between him and my sister. “Marianne, wait a little longer. When she gives birth and gets the umbilical cord blood, I can save you.” I took out my mobile phone without hesitation and called the hospital’s appointment number. “Hello, I want to make an appointment for an abortion.”