His Mistress Killed My Baby, Then My Billionaire Father Arrived

On the day of my prenatal checkup, a strange woman burst into my private VIP clinic. Before anyone could react, she unscrewed a bottle of sulfuric acid and splashed it directly onto my pregnant belly.

"Carrying another man's bastard? Aren't you afraid of burning in hell, you cheap whore?"

She sneered, throwing the empty bottle hard against my chest, her laugh dripping with pure madness.

An agonizing, white-hot burn consumed my flesh instantly. I screamed, collapsing onto the cold floor.

But she didn't stop. She crouched down, grabbing my hair with brutal force.