Ye Sheng once believed that to love someone meant giving her all, surrendering everything she had. She abandoned her studies, devoted herself to her husband and child, striving to become the perfect wife and mother. Yet, in the end, she was betrayed and despised. On the operating table, as she was being murdered, she heard through a closed door her husband professing his love to his true beloved, while her son called another woman “Mom.” Ye Sheng closed her tear-filled eyes, wondering what all her sacrifices had been for. Given a second chance at life, she chose divorce. She relinquished the custody of her son, granting her ex-husband and his beloved the freedom to be together, and fulfilling her son’s wish for a stepmother. Donning a white coat, Ye Sheng returned to the world of medicine, becoming the revered “Doctor Ye.” Huo Mingtin pleaded, “Ye Sheng, look back at me, it was all my fault!” Huo Cong cried, “Mom, you gave birth to me, please don’t leave me!” On the day of her grand wedding, her ex-husband and son knelt at her feet, weeping bitterly for forgiveness. With her right arm linked with a renowned scientist and her left hand holding that of her genius son, Ye Sheng smiled serenely and said, “It’s too late.”
"Mingting, I never wanted to refuse donating bone marrow to our son..."
Ye Sheng chased after Huo Mingting, trying to explain herself. The man strode towards the car with their child in his arms, but suddenly came to a halt.
"Donate?"
Huo Mingting fixed Ye Sheng with a sharp, cold stare, a mocking smile appearing on his handsome face. "Ye Sheng, I seriously doubt whether Cong’er is really your own child. You’re his biological mother, and yet you’re unwilling to even give him some bone marrow? Have you forgotten? If you hadn’t gotten pregnant back then, I would never have married you, and you’d never have set foot in the Huo family!"
His words made Ye Sheng tremble. Her heart turned numb and sour, her face pale as she tried to step forward and explain, "I really didn’t—"
Her words were cut off by the ringtone of her phone. The man climbed into the car with their child and answered the call, his tone gentle.
"Yes, I’m taking Cong’er to the hospital now. It’s all thanks to you, Minshu."
At the mention of "Minshu," Ye Sheng’s head snapped up.
"Was it Qin Minshu who told you that Cong’er and I were a bone marrow match?"
Ye Sheng’s voice trembled with suspicion. Just yesterday, she had gone to the hospital for the test results, which clearly stated there was no match.
Huo Mingting’s gaze remained icy, tinged with disgust. "Cong’er will have Minshu’s bone marrow transplant. We don’t need you anymore."
It was as if a bucket of cold wa