The Wrong Father Shall Regret
My ex-fiancé made me do a blood test the night before our wedding.
The next day, he threw the genetic report on my face and dumped me over defective genes. The reason was that the Zimmer family only wanted perfect heirs, and he said that I was not worthy.
He broke off the engagement, and instantly married the girl-next-door with perfect genes.
Five years later, he reappeared in the hospital, clutching his ill son.
He saw my daughter who had similar rashes, and he thought I had given birth to his daughter in secrecy.
Little did he know that my daughter had nothing to do with him and only had a mild seafood allergy. I would not be defined by the so-called defective genes again, while me and my daughter live happily and healthily, it was their turn to be destroyed.