My Wife Sent Our Daughter to a Haunted House
To retrieve the engagement ring my wife shared with her first love, she actually sent our five-year-old daughter into a haunted house alone.
Terrified by the bloodstains inside, our daughter accidentally fell down the stairs. A steel rod pierced her stomach, and even in her final moments, she clung tightly to the ring, refusing to let go.
I cradled her lifeless body, crying uncontrollably, and called my wife countless times. When she finally answered, she impatiently warned me, "Robert’s daughter is about to undergo heart transplant surgery. Stop causing trouble!"
Devastated, I made another call. "Hello, this is Lily's father. I'm sorry, but we can no longer agree to the heart donation."
If they were responsible for my daughter's death, they could forget about taking her heart!
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