Chapter 5 With Matthew gone , Monica dropped the act , her eyes glinting with triumph . " And why should I ? Are you blind ? My son is injured ! " " ] " He has a scraped knee ! My daughter has a clotting disorder ! She'll die if she has to wait ! ' " ]}] Sophie's voice cracked with tears . [ ] A doctor , hearing the commotion , stepped inside and hesitantly suggested , " What's going on ? If there's enough blood , maybe we could spare some for this lady's child ? " Sophie looked up at the doctor as if he were a lifeline , her voice shaking uncontrollably . [ ] " Please , my daughter needs Rh - negative blood now ! If we wait any longer ... " " Doctor , " Monica cut her off with a sneer , rolling her eyes . " My husband is this hospital's biggest shareholder . Surely you're aware of that ? " " He gave the order himself ; all Rh - negative blood is for my son . Are you trying to get fired ? " ] That single sentence shattered Sophie completely . [ ] She lunged forward and ripped the bag of crimson blood from the IV stand . " How dare you steal my son's blood ? ! " || Monica shrieked , stamping her foot . " Security ! Call security ! This psycho is trying to steal my son's life - saving blood " ] Security guards rushed in and immediately pinned Sophie's arms . Monica , as triumphant as a peacock , snatched the blood bag back and yelled at the guards . " This bitch stole my son's blood ! Get her out of here !" ] As they dragged Sophie out of the room , the fury in her chest felt like it would burn through her throat ] " There's enough blood in the hospital ! She's just hoarding it ! I'm calling Matthew Wilson right now ! " The hospital director , drawn by the commotion , overheard this and frowned . " Wait , which one of you is Mrs. Wilson ? " The next moment , Monica thrust her phone in the director's face , displaying her digital marriage certificate . ] " Look closely ! I am the legally registered Mrs. Wilson ! Our Joseph is his real sont Her gaze , sharp with venon , flicked to Sophie . " Her daughter is just a dirty little secret . " ] As she spoke , onlookers in the hallway started to gather , their pointing and whispering like needles piercing Sophie's skin ! ] " My God , the mistress is this brazen ? Daring to steal from the legal wife's son ? " " A child like that is better off deadr Agony ripped through Sophie . The image of her daughter's pale face in the emergency room flashed in her mind , and her knees gave way . She fell to the floor , kneeling before Monica . " I'm begging you , please save my daughter ... " ] The murmuring stopped . Every eye was fixed on the surreal scene . Monica didn't even bat an eye . She slowly dialed Matthew's number . [ ] The moment the call connected , her voice became pitiful . " Matthew , you have to come back and save Joseph ! Ms. Harris hates me so much she's trying to steal his blood ! She's trying to kill us ! " ] " Matthew ! " ] Sophie tore free from the guards , screaming into the phone . " Dawn has a cut ! She has a clotting disorder and needs a transfusion now ! Tell the hospital to give us some blood , or she's going to die ! " There was a moment of silence on the other end , then Matthew's voice came through , strained with impatience . [ ] " Sophie , I'm the one who ordered the blood for Joseph . He needs it now . Stop making a scene and causing trouble . " [] " How much blood could a one - month - old possibly use ?! " Sophie shrieked . " Joseph has a scraped kneel Dawn is in the ER fighting for her life !" ] " I'm asking you one last time : your daughter is dying . Are you going to give her the blood or not ? r" ] Only static answered . After a long moment , Matthew's voice drifted back , laced with suspicion . " How does a newborn get a clotting disorder ? Sophie , are you really cursing your own daughter just to get attention ? " [ ] " Matthew Wilson ! " Sophie's tears streamed down . " Your own flesh and blood is dying ! Are you even listening to me ? " ] The director leaned in close to the phone , his voice fawning . " Mr. Wilson , should we handle this woman ? She seems ... unstable . Keeps insisting she's your wife ... " | Another pause on the line , then Matthew's voice , cold as ice . ] " My wife is Monica Moore . She is with our son , Joseph . " ] " I don't have a daughter . " A collective sigh of relief seemed to pass through the crowd , and their gazes toward Sophie filled with the disdain one reserves for a madwoman . [ ] Monica suddenly let out a cold laugh . Right in front of Sophie , she slammed the bag of Rh negative blood onto the floor . " You think your bastard deserves this blood ? " She ground the spreading pool of red under her heel , her words dripping with poison . " I'd sooner pour it out for the dogs than give it to you . " ] In that moment , Sophie felt her heart being squeezed until it shattered . Even breathing hurt . ] The suite door slammed shut , cutting her off from the world . ] She stumbled back to Dawn's room and gathered her daughter's small , cold body into her arms . Her tears fell like broken strings of pearls onto the baby's pale face . Just as despair began to swallow her whole , her phone screen lit up . It was another post from Monica . [ ] In the photo , she was beaming , holding Joseph . Attached was a screenshot of a recent $ 52,000 transfer from Matthew . The inemo read : " Take good care of our son . " Sophie stared at the image , the blood in her veins turning to ice . In her arms , Dawn's breathing grew fainter . ] Just then , a clear , calm male voice spoke from the doorway . ] " Excuse me . I'm Rh - negative . I can give blood for your daughter . " [ ]