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My Husband Donated My Bone Marrow to His Lover, Only to Be Cuckolded by My Ex Novel Cover

My Husband Donated My Bone Marrow to His Lover, Only to Be Cuckolded by My Ex

On an overseas trip, an avalanche hit suddenly. My fiancé Henry instantly released my hand and rushed to Amara. Just as I lost all hope, Mateo appeared. Against the howling gale and blinding snow, he charged towards me, . After the avalanche, I broke up with Henry. Mateo became my rock. Our love grew, and he proposed. When I told him I was pregnant, his joy was overwhelming. Life was perfect. But soon, Mateo was diagnosed with leukemia. Without hesitation, I decided to donate my bone marrow. Days ago,I overheard, "Sakura's pregnant. Once the baby's born, Amara, you'll have a new bone marrow donor." Mateo replied, "I'd do anything for ." That's when I realized my happy marriage was a cruel ruse from the start.
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Chapter 3

Standing outside the room, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

Back then, I was naive enough to think that I had met true love and regarded Mateo as my savior.

Saving me, marrying me, and having a child with me were all just for the sake of getting a bone marrow donor for his beloved Amara.

Hearing the sound at the door, Mateo immediately hung up the phone and pushed the door open.

"Sakura, have you been waiting long? I just went to buy your favorite cake. How was the prenatal check - up? Is the baby okay?" Mateo looked at me with apparent sincerity.

A bitter smile curled up on my lips.

I had seen this box of cake in Amara's hospital room. The so - called specially - bought gift was nothing but something she had discarded.

While I was lost in thought, Mateo took my hand and carefully leaned his head against my belly.

"Sakura, you have no idea how happy I am. I swear, after the baby is born, I will be good to you and the child for the rest of my life."

I made an excuse that I was tired and subtly pushed Mateo away.

After receiving a text message, Mateo rushed out in a hurry.

I went to his study. On the bookshelves and in the computer, there were all kinds of materials about bone marrow transplantation.

This man, who had always been so proud, also had a carefully - kept diary filled with notes about Amara's preferences. Every word and sentence was full of his deep love for Amara.

I waited until noon the next day, but Mateo still didn't come back.

Just as I was about to call him, my phone rang suddenly.

It was a call from a friend.

"Do you know? I just saw big news. Mateo, the president of EchoGlobe, spent tens of millions at an auction to buy that rare masterpiece, saying he wants to give it to the woman he loves."

My heart skipped a beat.

My friend continued chattering non - stop, "Let me tell you, Mateo's presence was just overwhelming. He raised the bidding paddle without hesitation again and again until he finally got that piece. "

"Oh my god, he's willing to do this for you just after you got pregnant. If the baby is born, I can't even imagine how well he'll treat you! I also heard that Mateo personally traveled half - way around the world to collect rare flowers and invited the world - class banquet planning team to prepare a unique baby shower for you. He's so thoughtful!"

If it were before, I would also think that I was the happiest woman in the world. But now, I have completely understood that this love belongs to Amara.

At the same time, Amara posted something.

Finally, Mateo came home.

"Where's the necklace I gave you?" I questioned him.

Mateo's eyes flickered for a moment. "I accidentally lost it. I've sent people to look for it. If we can't find it, I'll give you a better gift later."

On the post Amara made, that necklace was hanging around her neck.

"Don't wait. I have my eye on a yacht. Buy it for me," I said.

"Okay!" Mateo signed his name on the paper I give him without hesitation.

I frowned. "Aren't you going to look at it carefully? What if... what if it's really expensive?"

"As long as you like it, I don't care how much it costs." His eyes were bright and sincere, showing no sign of pretense.

I couldn't help sighing inwardly.

The paper was a divorce agreement.

So, loving someone could make a person go to such lengths. It was a pity that the one being loved wasn't me.

Suddenly, the butler came in and whispered something in Mateo's ear.

His face instantly changed, and he pulled me into the car and rushed to the hospital.

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