Bittersweet Revenge Chinese Drama

The little stick showed two pink lines. Pregnant. A wave of dizziness hit me, but not from joy.

The world dissolved, morphing into a sterile hospital room where a horrifying scene played out before my eyes.

There stood Ethan, my husband, strangely distant, beside Victoria, my beautiful, golden half-sister. "It's done," Victoria purred, her voice like chilled honey. "She's gone. And the child." Then her chilling whisper: the "wellness supplements" she' d insisted on were poison, designed to destroy my pregnancy, ending in a fall, screaming, and blood.