There is a medical dispute at the hospital.
A patient's family member comes at us swinging a knife. Without hesitating, I push my husband, Ben Nicholas, out of the way.
But then, he grabs my hand and pulls me in front of his beloved junior, Marina Gunter.
The knife plunges straight into my abdomen, killing the baby I had just conceived.
As my horrified colleagues cry and rush me toward the ICU, Ben violently pulls me off the gurney. He barks, "Save Marina first! If anything happens to her, I'll fire every last one of you!"
The doctors are stunned and furious.
"Ben, have you lost your mind? Marina only suffered a minor injury. Your wife is the one in critical condition!"
Clutching my bleeding abdomen, I nod slowly. "It's fine. Just forget it."
Ben, I owe you nothing after this.
