The surgical lights had always been red, and the doctors inside had never come out. Tears kept streaming down my face, but my husband sent me the divorce agreement again.
There was only one cold sentence, "You leave with nothing."
I was so angry that I fainted directly.
In a situation where the fate of my daughter was still uncertain, he still had the mind to divorce me for another woman.
When I woke up, there were only busy nurses around me, and I couldn't see my husband at all.
"Ma'am, we have done our best. Your daughter's condition is very serious. Although the rescue was temporarily successful, she is still in a coma and is likely to become a vegetable in the future. We can only see the next treatment.
I hope you can stay strong for your daughter."
I looked at my thin daughter, and my heart ached. Was my six-year-old daughter going to lie in bed like this for the rest of her life? Her life seemed to have been ruined.
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ear, "You spent so much money on treating the bastard. Are you trying to get more property before the divorce?"
As soon as I turned around, I saw Cameron walking in with Vivian, and the two of them were inseparable like conjoined twins.
He threw the pile of documents on my bed, and my hand that was receiving the injection was hit, causing blood to flow.
"According to my investigation, it was your daughter who wanted to pick the flowers herself, and you falsely accused Vivian. Vivian is kind-hearted and doesn't want to sue you. As long as you agree to leave with nothing, we can forgive you.
I advise you to sign quickly. Vivian is carrying my child."
I stared at Vivian's slightly bulging belly, and my eyes instantly turned red.
It turned out that seven years of marriage meant nothing to him, compared with his first love.
With the fate of our daughter unknown, he still had the mood to be intimate with someone else.
"Don't pretend to be confused. It's just that you're jealous of Vivian and let our daughter blame her.
There are so many students out there, but only your daughter got hurt."
Hearing his words, I suddenly wanted to laugh. It was not that other students didn't have problems, but they were settled with money. He would rather spend a few million dollars to control public opinion for Vivian than pay for our daughter's surgery.