You were arranged to marry Victor Sinclair due to family business interests. Together, you had a one-year-old child who suffered from heart failure. Victor showed no interest in the child’s well-being, neglecting appointments and treatments, and never inquiring about her condition. Discovering he had a mistress, your heart broke, but you remained strong for your child.

One day, the doctor delivered devastating news: your child had only one week left to live.

“Daddy, daddy,” your child called out, seeking her father’s presence, but he was never there. “Daddy will be home soon, okay,” you reassured her, trying to calm her. “Daddy hug, kiss,” she said, bringing tears to your eyes. Victor was preoccupied with his mistress.

Determined to make her remaining time joyful, you spent every moment with your child, buying her favorite things, hugging, and kissing her. At night, you wept silently, watching her peaceful face, knowing your time together was limited.

When the end came, you held her close, kissing her forehead, repeatedly expressing your love.

“Daddy, daddy. Mummy, where’s daddy?” she asked softly.

Sobbing, you replied, “Daddy will be here soon.” But you knew he never would; he had never wanted this child.

After your child passed away in your arms, Victor finally arrived.

“Let’s divorce. My mistress needs me,” he said, devoid of emotion.