The blade edge jolted open in an instant, and the pain made my whole body tremble.
Seeing this, the nurse beside me hurried to stop the stretcher on my side.
But Serena blocked her with one hand. "Save him first!"
"But obviously—"
The nurse was incredulous, but Serena's attitude was forceful, and in the end she could only lift Kyle—who was completely uninjured—onto the stretcher bed.
Because there were so many people, Serena carefully shielded him, but she didn't watch where she was going. When she passed by me, she stepped right on my wound.
Blood sprayed out instantly, splattering all over her white dress.
And I couldn't take it anymore.
I passed out completely.
When I woke again, it was the severe pain coming from below that jolted me awake.
I realized I was lying in the emergency room.
The doctor saw me open my eyes, and his hands paused. "Your wife heard you're doing better, so she told me to give you a vasectomy."
I suddenly lifted my head. "What did you say?"
He handed me a surgery form. I saw it clearly—vasectomy.
And in the lower right corner was Serena's signature.
I couldn't hold back anymore. Tears burst out.
So I was the only one hoping to have a baby with her.