"Answer the phone! Please, answer the phone!"

I kept dialing my husband Aaron Roberts's number, but no one picked up. My daughter's face turned pale, and she began to slip into unconsciousness. "Mommy... Mommy...Am I going to heaven?" Hearing her innocent voice, my heart felt like it was being ripped apart. I couldn't let this go on. My daughter couldn't leave me. She was so young, so sweet.

I placed her under the umbrella, kissed her face, and dashed into the street, blocking a car. The driver slammed on the brakes, hitting me and knocking me to the ground, swearing, "If you want to die, jump off a bridge!"

In pain, with cold sweat and scrapes all over, I clung to the driver's pants,begging him to save my daughter. "My daughter is having an allergic shock, please take her to the hospital."

The man looked shocked, then deeply sympathetic."Where's your husband? Why isn't he with you in this awful weather? Poor child!"

As he spoke, he picked up my daughter. Her condition was dire, and he ran several red lights to get her to the hospital. Once she was taken into the emergency room I fell to the ground. The man looked worried and urged me to get my wounds treated. I didn't want to leave; I just wanted to stay outside the door for my daughter.But he finally persuaded me. "Your child will be fine! You need to take care of yourself so you can take care of her later. I tried to stand up and only then realized that my knees were badly scraped and bleeding.

The man, seeing my condition, helped me to get my wounds treated. I couldn't help but thank him. Little did I know, I would see my husband here.

A nurse was dressing my wounds. They were deep, and I was in excruciating pain, clutching the man's arm, unable to hold back my groans. To help ease my tension, the nurse suggested I turn my head the other way.

That's when I saw my husband Aaron with my best friend Rita. Aaron was holding Rita's child, Ronnie, with a look of tenderness. He glanced up and saw me, his face first impatient, then angry. He handed Ronnie back to Rita and stormed toward me, while Rita gave me a taunting smile. "what are you trying to do? Rita and I are just friends! Now you're finding a man just to spite me?" Aaron was furious, as if I had committed an unforgivable sin.

Aaron and I had been college classmates, both Rita and I fell for him at first sight. Compared to plain-looking me, he preferred the sexy and beautiful Rita. After Rita went abroad, he had no choice but to choose me.

Last year, Rita got divorced and came back, rebinding their relationship. He even treated Ronnie better than our own daughter. He even forgot that our daughter was allergic to chocolate.

Today, his so-called urgent matter was bringing Ronnie to the hospital with Rita. "Aaron! Our daughter is in the emergency room, you can see for yourself!" Aaron frowned, seemingly weighing the truth of my words. Rita ran over, her face disapproving, "Anna, I know you don't like me, but Ronnie has a fever today, and Aaron is the only friend I have. Even if Aaron missed your daughter's birthday, as a mother, you shouldn't joke about youir daughter's health. If it were me, I would never do something so cruel.I couldn't bear to let my child suffer such a vicious curse!"

Rita, holding her child, exuded maternal love. Behind Aaron's back, she gave me a provocative look. I couldn't hold back anymore and slapped Rita hard. "Am I joking? Am I being unreasonable?" I pointed to the bruises on my knees, and even the man who had helped me spoke up in my defense. Rita, holding her child, threw herself into Aaron's arms, looking pitiful.

Aaron, filled with sympathy, held her tightly and glared at me. "Enough! Stop with these tricks, you shrew!"

"No! You can't leave! As her father, you need to be with your daughter!" I pleaded, but Aaron ignored me, leaving the hospital with Rita. Meanwhile, my daughter's condition worsened. Amid the frantic calls from the doctors, I shakily signed the critical condition notice. During my anxious wait, the man who had brought us to the hospital, William, stayed by my side.

He was truly a good person, far better than Aaron. In just three days, the doctors issued over a dozen critical condition notices. My daughter was separated from me by a wall, her fate unknown. On the fourth day, the doctor came out again. Instinctively, I got up, ready to sign, but noticed the doctor had no papers. I was hopeful and asked,"Doctor,has my daughter passed the critical stage?" The doctor silently shook his head, and my heart sank.

"Go talk to your daughter."

I stumbled into the room. My daughter,I couldn't even bring myself to touch her face. Seeing me, she slightly opened her eyes and whispered,"Daddy..... Daddy... " Tears streamed down my face. "Mommy will call Daddy right now!" I pulled out my phone and dialed that familiar number. Please, answer the phone!

Just as my patience was about to run out, Aaron's voice finally came through, "What now? Ronnie has a fever, I'm with Rita getting him an IV!"

Ignoring everything else, I quickly said, "Aaron, our daughter wants to see you one last time. Will you come see her? She loves you the most!"

Before Rita came back, Aaron adored our daughter, calling her a gift from God.

But Aaron was extremely impatient now.

"Anna! What are you up to now? How can you be so vicious, cursing your own child?" Then I heard Rita's voice in the background, "Aaron! Come quick! Ronnie..." Before hanging up, he said,"Anna! You're truly unfit to be a mother!"

Yes, I wasn't a good mother. I let my daughter pass away with regrets. "Mommy.....don’t.. want...Daddy.. anymore. My daughter spoke each word with difficulty, her breathing labored.

I knew she was dying. "No! No!"

"Mommy,ca............y.. daddy?" She pointed at William. I looked at him, pleading. In the end, William held her hand and stayed with her until the very end. My daughter died, and my heart died with her.

William helped me arrange her funeral. Who would have thought that my lively, adorable daughter would die just because of a birthday cake? she didn't have to die; if only her father had given her just a bit more love.But he chose to give all his affection to Ronnie instead. My daughter left me, and the one who stayed with her until the end was a stranger, William, not the father she loved so dearly. I kept wiping her urn over and over, as if she were still here with me. I looked around the house one last time, knowing it was time to end things with Aaron.

Aaron and I went to university together.

He was as lively as all boys his age. Aaron was so handsome that Rita and I both fell in love with him.

But Aaron finally chose Rita.

I was disappointed, but Rita and I were still friends.

I can still guard him from where he can't see.

I thought I'd never see him again.

But Rita had to study abroad.

They argued.

Aaron held Rita's hand, looking sad.

Rita asked, "Why won't you sacrifice for our love?"

They had to separate.

Aaron was very dishevelled. I was heartbroken.

I hated God for torturing Aaron.

Every day, I feel pain when I look at him.

Aaron and Rita are selfish.

After Aaron fell out of love, I stayed by his side as a friend.

His brothers teased us, asking if I was Aaron's girlfriend. I looked at him with anticipation.

He always said I was just an ordinary friend.

After a long time, we both graduated from university.

That day, Aaron heard Rita was married and living abroad.

He was drunk.

He hugged me and cried.

I was scared.

I'd never been this close to him before, and his embrace was warm.

I reached out and held him tight.

The next day, my dream came true.

"Anna! Will you be my girlfriend?"

I said yes.

Later, our relationship became better and better.

We were like lovers in love and do a lot of sweet things together.

He introduced me to his friends. I was happy. My happiness reached its peak after I gave birth to a daughter for him. Aaron is a wonderful husband and father. I was glad I married Aaron. But that all changed after Rita returned.

“Ronnie's health is more important than our daughter's birthday?”

“Why can't you understand Rita's mood? Aren't you best friends?”

“Ronnie doesn't have a father. I just spend his birthday with him.”

Aaron ignored us again and again because of Rita. He wouldn't even come to see his daughter before she died.

He's not the same Aaron he was back then! I took my daughter's ashes with me and left a divorce agreement. I left the home I had lived in for many years.

I texted Aaron to sign the divorce agreement.

I didn't get a reply.

Aaron called me two days later.

After sorting out my emotions, I connected the phone.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Curse our daughter to death, now you want to divorce.”

I didn’t say a word.

“Tonight is Ronnie's birthday, and I'm going to hold a birthday party for him at home! My parents and friends are all back. Go back and get ready now!”

I laughed and said, "I'll go back now."

"Bring your daughter too. My parents miss her."

I touched my daughter's photo. I had to go. I want to show everyone what they're like.

When I got home, everyone was there.

They were talking. Aaron was holding Ronnie and Rita was next to him.

It was like a family.

I was there too, looking at them silently.

My daughter died.

Aaron didn't show any weakness when he saw me.

“What have you done? Rita is more like the mistress of this house than you!”

"Anna, I know you are jealous, but you are too much."

Aaron's parents are unhappy with me.

I'm just an orphan. I can't compare to Rita, who comes from the Cohenfamily.

Rita is the best choice for Aaron

I didn't expect Rita to leave the country that year, and Aaron chose me.

My heart hurt.

"Dad! Ronnie loves you so much!"