When I saw the attending physician, Alf had already started convulsing.

The doctor couldn't help but scold me for my negligence. I bit my lip in silence, unable to speak.

Fortunately, we got him to the hospital in time, and Alf was out of immediate danger.

Through the glass, I saw Alf lying in an incubator, a tiny needle stuck in his little head, and my heart felt like it was breaking into pieces.

Ethan arrived in a hurry and stood behind me, constantly defending Hannah.

"Hani did all this for our sake. If you hadn't insisted on the divorce, Alf wouldn’t be in this condition. You’re partially responsible too."...