The Postnatal Depletion Cure

After my rebirth, I awakened the Pregnancy Swap System. I immediately used it to swap the unborn litter of a pregnant sow with my half-sister's baby. In my previous life, she had slipped infertility drugs into my meals, leaving me barren. Then, she seduced all three of my betrotheds and got pregnant with triplets. Through her schemes, she had me thrown into the most depraved beggar's den outside the city. The day all three of them broke off our engagements, I became the laughingstock of the entire capital. My half-sister, Jennifer Moss, was heavily pregnant and made sure to rub it in my face. "Blame your own useless body for not giving them children. Unlike me, I've got three in here." I died on the streets, where thousands spat on my corpse. When I opened my eyes again, I personally delivered all three of them straight to my half-sister's bed.

I gave birth prematurely, just twenty days before the due date. Two hours after I entered the surgery room, I had a stillborn baby. I did not cry at all. I did not even spare a glance at the dead baby. I endured the pain from childbirth and calmly walked into the hospital nursery. After the door was tightly shut, I turned down the temperature of the air-conditioning. The temperature inside the nursery would be too cold for newborns to bear after an hour. The doctors and parents were begging me on their knees to let their babies live. They screamed and cried. They said I was a mother and hoped that I would understand. Instead, I laughed and said, “Yes, I was a mother. But my baby died!” The gynecologist knelt on the floor and begged, “We may be at fault for not being able to save your baby, but these babies are innocent! “Please don’t be reckless just because you lost your baby! You’re so young. You’ll have more babies in the future.” I gritted my teeth and roared, “But my baby isn’t dead! “She’s still alive. I’ll give you one hour. Bring her back to me!” But I was unsure if she would still be alive after an hour.

My husband's beloved lover suffered from menstruation complications. A traveling doctor claimed that a fresh placenta was needed to cure her. His gaze fixated on my seven-months-pregnant baby bump. And thus, I was pinned down on the bed as they ripped the placenta from my body. My son was carelessly tossed aside. He didn't even get the chance to cry before his tiny body fell silent forever. My husband pinched his nose in disgust, frowning as he looked at me—bleeding out, feebly reaching for my child. “It’s just a premature baby. He'll be fine after a few days of care. Why are you making such a fuss? Sandra is waiting for her medicine." He left and locked the door behind him without looking back. He claimed it was a lesson I needed to learn. By the time he finally remembered us, my son and I had long since bled dry, our bodies cold and stiff.

BLURB For two years, Suzan Roland Sterling was nothing more than the unwanted wife of New York's most powerful billionaire. Forced into a marriage she never chose, she endured cold indifference, endless humiliation, and a husband who believed every lie told about her. The cruelest part? The only night he ever held her, he whispered another woman's name. So she walked away. Five years later, Suzan is no longer the broken bride he discarded. She is a celebrated pharmaceutical scientist, a devoted single mother, and the brilliant mind behind a medical breakthrough that could save the Sterling empire from the biggest scandal in its history. Draven Alexander Sterling never expected the woman holding the antidote to his family's ruin to be the ex-wife he never truly knew. As they are forced to work side by side, he discovers shocking truths one after another: the little girl who once saved his life... the mysterious woman he fell for behind a masquerade mask... the mother of his daughter... and the woman he has spent years searching for... ...have always been the same person. But some betrayals leave scars that love alone cannot heal. Now Draven must prove that the antidote to his collapsing empire may also be his only chance at redemption, if the woman he destroyed is willing to risk her heart one final time.

After my wife had a miscarriage, the doctor said she could never have children again. She cried and told me to find another woman and to forget about her. I held her in my arms and told her I didn't care about having any children. However, I was smiling when she wasn't looking. The abortion remedy I bought in the countryside had worked much faster than I expected. After all, that child wasn't mine to begin with.

"My Fiancé abandoned me and our two weeks old baby for his wealthy lover, sending me into the arms of the cold hearted Alpha unknowingly." ********************************************* After her mate dumped her and their baby for another woman, Eliza struggles to get a job to take care of herself and her little son. At that moment, the cold terrifying Alpha sends out an invite to every nursing mother, looking for the right lady who can feed her milk to a secret child in his home. Eliza sees this as an opportunity to start afresh, and joins other women, only to become a laughing stock when she produces little quantity of her milk. Just when she believes she'll never get the job, the palace guards appear at her doorstep, revealing she has been chosen by the Alpha to become a wetnurse to the secret child, and must move into his home at once. Eliza is happy she finally got the job, and also scared because the one she'll be serving is the terrifying Alpha Byron. She hopes to do her job right, earn, and avoid crossing paths with him. But little did she know there's no secret child. The one who tasted her milk and found her worthy was Alpha Byron. Cursed to be a monster with a horrible end, he must find a nursing mother whose milk links purely with his soul. And the only one worthy to breastfeed the cold hearted Alpha, is Eliza.