Chapter 4The Wedding Day Swap

The doctor looked at him mockingly:

"It's normal for women to be slightly anemic. No need for a transfusion at all."

But Xavier wouldn't listen to the doctor.

"You must give her a transfusion today. She's pregnant; you can't be responsible if something happens."

The doctor wanted to persuade him further, but Xavier flashed his business card.

"My family invested in this hospital. If you don't want to lose your job, draw the blood now."

Seeing Xavier's obsession, I wanted to break free and leave quickly.

The doctor saw my reluctance and said helplessly:

"Even if we draw this lady's blood, we need her consent, right?"

He looked at me inquiringly.

"I don't consent. Why should my blood be given to someone else?"

Xavier gripped my wrist tightly:

"Serena, you have to understand. Auntie is pregnant and can't be harmed."

"She can't be harmed, but I can, right?"

When I spoke, my voice trembled with anger.

I didn't know the man I had been with for so long was such a scumbag.

Hearing my words, Xavier hesitated for a moment.

But he still didn't let go of my hand:

"Serena, be obedient. After giving blood to Auntie, we'll go get the license tomorrow."

"Haven't you always wanted to? I promise not to break my word this time."

I tried to shake off his hand while shouting "Let go! Let go!"

He still wouldn't let go.

And started calling security to help hold me down.

In desperation, I dialed Liam's number: "Save me—"

Before Liam could answer, the phone was knocked to the ground.

Liam's voice still came from the receiver:

"Serena, what's wrong? Where are you?"

But the surrounding noise drowned out Liam's urgency.

Several people pushed me into the blood draw room.

I couldn't move at all.

My menstrual flow has always been heavy, so I've always been anemic.

I've been treated many times without obvious results.

Xavier knew this clearly.

He even introduced me to Chinese medicine doctors before.

But when facing his aunt, he could be deaf, mute, and blind.

My health in his eyes wasn't worth a single hair on his aunt's head.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Watching the nurse's needle about to pierce my arm, I closed my eyes in despair.

Just then, chaotic footsteps approached.

Seven or eight people ran towards us simultaneously.

"Who wants to draw my wife's blood?"

It was Liam.