He Gave My Ambulance to the Fake Heiress While I Was in Labor

"He Gave My Ambulance to the Fake Heiress While I Was in Labor" is a Billionaire serial novel published on NovelShort. 5 chapters in total. On my due date, with a dull ache spreading through my belly,…

NovelShort 5 chapters English Billionaire Family 15 Jul 2026

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On my due date, with a dull ache spreading through my belly, I was about to lie down on the ambulance stretcher when my husband dragged me to the curb and hailed me a ride-share instead. "You've just got a stomachache. It doesn't mean the baby's coming today. Maya Abbott's finally getting her chance to experience 'being a mother.' Let her go first." I stared at him, unable to believe it. Austin Yates didn't even furrow his brow. "You know Maya's uterine wall is thin. She may never be able to carry a child her whole life." "I already promised her. I'd see her through the whole experience of having a baby." I felt warm liquid running down the inside of my thigh. When I spoke, my voice had gone hoarse. "Austin, my water just broke!" He sighed and looked at me the way you'd scold a child who didn't know any better. "Don't scare yourself. This is Maya's one wish. You're her older sister. Would it kill you to let her have it? Once she's done, there's plenty of time for you to deliver." Then he tossed down ten dollars of cab fare and lifted the fake heiress, Maya, into the ambulance. I watched the ambulance scream off into the distance, and then a contraction hit and I doubled over from the pain. I got lost at six, and my parents took in Maya, two years younger than me. Ten years later, the Fox family found me and brought me back, but the real daughter never once got treated as well as the fake one. The biggest, sunniest room? My mother said Maya was delicate and had me give it up to her. My brother's luxury cars, worth millions? Because Maya got carsick, the front passenger seat was always hers, and only hers. The day of my engagement banquet happened to be her birthday, and my fiancé skipped the entire thing to keep her company. And now, with a single "trouble conceiving," even as I was half dead from the pain, I was supposed to hand over my chance to "have a baby" to her first. The ride-share driver ran three red lights getting me to the hospital. A nurse rushed me into the delivery room, glancing around, confused. "Ma'am, where's the baby's father?" What surfaced in my mind was Austin, gently stroking Maya's fake pregnant belly. I answered calmly. "He just died." A secondhand father like that, my child doesn't need.

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