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I could only grit my teeth and look at Damian, trying to find a hint of reluctance in his 

There was none. 

His expression remained indifferent, needle after needle. 

When the third syringe emptied, a man shakily placed a hand on Damian’s arm. 

He was the doctor in the mafia 

He was also the only one who quietly apologized to me when they lifted me. 

“Boss, three injections is the limit. We can’t give her any more!” 

I know you’re worried because Ivy is about to give birth, but if we continue, Elara’s body won’t be able to handle it!” 

“Let go” Damian said coldly, his voice filled with unyielding authority. 

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I knew he was truly angry. 

After following Damian for so many years, I’d only seen him this angry twice. 

The first time was when I was shot and nearly died; he coldly stayed by my bedside all night. 

The next day, he silently stormed into the enemy Falcone Family’s territory, single–handedly slaughtering them all. 

The second time was now. 

Desperately closing my eyes, several more injections followed. 

A violent pain shot through my belly, and I completely blacked out. 

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I woke up in an operating room. 

Feeling the scalpel 

slice through my skin, cold sweat beaded on my 

threat. 

foreheail. 

I clenched my fists, agonizing screams escaping my 

To ensure the baby wasn’t affected, to ensure the heart by wanted wasn’t affected… 

Damian wouldn’t let them give me anesthesia! 

My numb heart ached again, the pain far exceeding the tearing in my body. 

Sering me awake, the doctor who had spoken up for me earlier looked at me with a clouded expression, his eyes full of pity. 

I suddenly laughed bitterly, 

Even someone who’d only known me for ten months felt sorry 

My heart was utterly broken 

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for but the I’d been n with for ten years didn’t care about my 

With the sound of three babies crying. I fainted again. 

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes again, the babies were gone. Ignoring my guilt over not properly caring for them, I dragged my torn body out of the ward. 

A voice screamed in my head I had to find the children! 

Blood dripped, leaving a long trail. 

The pain below pulled at me, nearly causing me to fall. 

Just before everything went black, I finally found my children in the incubator room. 

Standing outside the window, my heart sank. 

Why were there only two? 

They were covered in tubes. 

Blood flowed from the tubes. 

One was connected to Ivy, the other 

her child 

Life