Here's the translation into English: "In order to make up for the lost 'white moonlight.' My husband designed a plan to switch our child with a stillborn. He comforted me with a pitiful expression, saying, 'We will have more children in the future.' I broke down several times and nearly fell into depression and suicidal thoughts. Until one day, I accidentally found a photo on his phone of his 'white moonlight' holding a child. I confronted him with the photo, but he coldly reprimanded me. 'We will have more children in the future, but Anru cannot give birth. Can't you show a bit of compassion?'"
Two weeks before my due date, Jeremy Francis suddenly suggested that we visit a church in a neighboring city to seek blessings for our unborn baby and to relax a bit at the same time.
Seeing the earnest look on his face, I agreed without asking many questions.
Unexpectedly, I went into premature labor that very night.
There wasn't enough time for me to return to Amberwood, where I lived, so I had to give birth at a small clinic in the town.
When I woke up after the delivery and asked to see my baby, Jeremy said casually, "We'll have more children in the future."
Although I was weak and exhausted, I still clutched Jeremy's clothes and asked what had happened.
Jeremy just sat there quietly, and his eyes were lowered. He forced a sentence. "The baby was born without breathing."
I had carried my baby for ten months, but it was declared dead before I even had a chance to see it.
Everything around me became blurry, and my heart was in great pain.
I cried and begged to see my baby one last time. I even got down on my knees in front of Jeremy.
But he just frowned and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. "Don't see it. It will only make you sad. I've already had someone deal with it."
I pushed him away with all my strength and rushed out of the ward. But I passed out after just a few steps due to exhaustion.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the car heading back to Amberwood.
"Where's my baby? I want to see my baby!" I screamed and cried and refused to accept the reality.
Jeremy pressed his lips tightly together, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "The baby is gone."
I clutched my chest and was overwhelmed by sobs until no more tears had come.
I just wanted Jeremy to take me back to see the baby once, even if it was just its body.
But Jeremy only said, "Please stop causing a scene. The baby has been cremated."
After returning home, Jeremy asked Phoebe Silva, the servant, to take care of me and then left in a hurry.
I lay in bed for three days without eating or drinking anything.
Phoebe brought a bowl of porridge and said with pity in her eyes, "Theresa, I understand your feelings as a mother. But no matter how sad you are, you can't neglect your health."
When I heard my baby was mentioned, tears streamed down my face again.
That was the baby I had carried for ten months.
I had clearly heard its heartbeat and felt its movements.
I wondered if its eyes would look like mine or if her brow would resemble Jeremy's.
Would it be a cheerful or a crying baby?
I had even imagined its first words calling me "Mommy."
I would hold its hand as it learned to walk, buy it many beautiful clothes, and teach it many things.
But I never got the chance to see it before I was told that it had already been cremated.
I hated Jeremy, and I hated myself even more.
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