After giving birth to a daughter, my husband started verbally and physically abusing me. My life hit rock bottom, and I spent my days in tears. Just when I was at my most desperate, I suddenly found myself transported to a reversed world. This was a matriarchal society where men were responsible for housework and childcare, while women worked outside the home to support the family. During the transportation, I received a special gift – the ability to bring one person with me on this journey through time and space. Without hesitation, I chose my husband. I had just woken up when I saw my husband kneeling beside me. My mother, who had always been somewhat afraid of my husband in our original world, was now standing in front of him, yelling: “You useless man who can’t even lay eggs! What good are you to us? “All these years and you still can’t give us a child. “Tell me, is your belly just for storing food?” Mom seemed unsatisfied with just yelling. After finishing her tirade, she slapped my husband hard across the face. The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the room. Just hearing it made me feel an indescribable satisfaction. — After all these years, husband, you’re finally getting a taste of your own medicine? Mom’s slap seemed to jolt my husband, who had traveled to this world with me, into awareness. He opened his eyes in confusion, glanced in my direction, and then shouted: “Have you all gone crazy!?” When Mom heard his words, she immediately flew into a rage: “What did you say? Say that again!” My husband didn’t respond. He didn’t even look at Mom, just stood up and walked straight towards me. Perhaps due to years of intimidation from my husband, I instinctively shrank back. Before he could take another step, Mom swung her palm towards his face again. Seeing this, my husband grabbed Mom’s arm and yelled: “You crazy old woman, are you trying to start a rebellion?” His words completely enraged Mom. She raised her foot, aiming to kick him in the stomach. I saw a slight smirk appear on my husband’s face as he looked at Mom with disdain. As a boxing instructor, he clearly thought Mom’s strength was no match for his. He didn’t try to dodge at all, letting Mom’s foot connect with his stomach. !!! What happened next shocked me once again. My husband flew backwards like a cannonball, his head slamming hard against the corner of a table behind him. In this reversed world, women were much stronger than men physically. Despite my husband’s tall and muscular build, he was easily overpowered. In our original world, my husband had often beaten me. Just as I was feeling tempted to try it myself, Mom grabbed my husband’s collar and slapped him hard across the face: “Useless waste! Can’t have children, can’t earn money, all you do is eat and take up space!” My husband glared at Mom, his eyes blazing red. He had never suffered such humiliation before, especially not at the hands of my mother. He tried to fight back, but to his shock, he had absolutely no strength to resist Mom’s grip. He could only lie there! 02 At that moment, the door suddenly opened and our neighbor Mrs. Johnson walked in. Seeing Mom disciplining my husband, Mrs. Johnson’s face broke into a meaningful smile. She said: “I’ve been telling you that you need to properly discipline your man. He’s been up to no good all day long. But you never listened!” My husband looked at Mrs. Johnson in shock. Before he could say anything, Mom slapped him across the face again: “What are you looking at! You good-for-nothing!” If looks could kill, my husband would have murdered Mom a thousand times over by now. He glared at Mom furiously, gritting out: “Just you wait. I’ll kill you for this!” “Oh ho! Thinking of rebelling, are we?” Before Mom could react, I rushed over to my husband’s side. I sized him up mockingly, grabbed a fistful of his hair with one hand, and used the other to slap him across the face five times in quick succession. I felt no guilt whatsoever about beating my now powerless husband. In fact, deep inside, I felt a twinge of vengeful satisfaction. Because this is exactly how my husband had beaten me over the past few years of our marriage. I had expected my husband to threaten me with some harsh words after being beaten, but to my surprise, he started vomiting! And he couldn’t stop. Looking at the mess on the floor, I felt my own stomach churning. Mom, who had been on the verge of exploding with anger, now looked at my husband with a puzzled expression. She gave me a meaningful look and asked: “Is your husband pregnant?” “Pregnant?” That was such a familiar word. After all, I had carried a child for ten months before giving birth to our daughter. But now this word was being applied to my husband. It felt rather novel. I looked at Mom tentatively and asked: “He’s pregnant?” Mom rolled her eyes at me, then tapped my head saying: “How can you not know if your own husband is pregnant?” I rubbed my head pitifully. Before I could speak, Mrs. Johnson chimed in: “Well, it’s Jane’s first time marrying a man, so it’s normal she doesn’t have experience. “Next time, if this one doesn’t work out, she can divorce him and marry again. Then she’ll have experience.” This reversed world was amazing! Before I could calm my excited heart, Mom urged me: “What are you standing there for? Take your husband to the hospital for a check-up. He’s been eating our food for so many years, it’s about time he gave us a daughter!” After finishing, Mom smiled at Mrs. Johnson and said: “When you have time, help find Jane a good man!” Mrs. Johnson nodded with a smile and promised to do so. 03 After seeing Mrs. Johnson and Mom off, only my husband and I were left in the room. I looked at my husband teasingly and asked: “Feeling angry?” My husband had just caught his breath. He looked at me with gritted teeth and said: “Jane Carter, just you wait! I’ll fucking kill you one of these days!” My husband had traveled with me to this reversed world, and he was experiencing such a huge change. He definitely needed some time to adjust. So hearing his words, I didn’t get angry. Instead, I looked at him with a smile and said: “Come on, let’s go to the hospital for a check-up. Let’s see if you’re really pregnant. “Tsk tsk, a pregnant man! Just thinking about it is exciting!” Hearing my mockery, my husband didn’t respond. He just sat on the ground, not moving. Seeing this, I grabbed his legs and started dragging him out. My husband shouted loudly: “Jane Carter, let go of me! Jane Carter, I’m not going, do you hear me?” I acted as if I couldn’t hear my husband’s shouts, forcibly stuffing him into the car and tying his hands and feet with the seatbelt. After finishing, I dusted off my hands easily. I hadn’t expected that I would be able to lift my 200-pound husband so effortlessly. I grinned, feeling more and more fond of this world. Under my coercion, my husband “willingly” underwent an ultrasound and urine test. The doctor told me that my husband was indeed pregnant. My husband, who had just arrived in this world, couldn’t accept the fact that he was pregnant. He grabbed the doctor’s hands urgently, saying: “Doctor, you must be mistaken. I’m not from this world, how could I possibly be pregnant?” The doctor was a woman. She pulled her hands away from my husband’s grip and looked at me with disgust, saying: “Control your man. How can he be so ill-mannered? Haven’t you trained him properly yet?” “You bitch! What the fuck did you just say? Say it again if you dare!” As soon as the doctor finished speaking, my husband exploded. Seeing him roll up his sleeves, it looked like he was ready to hit the female doctor at the slightest provocation. The doctor frowned slightly, her fingers cracking as she clenched them. Before the doctor could react, I grabbed my husband and gave him a slap across the face, then covered his mouth. “I’m so sorry, doctor. This is probably his first pregnancy, so he’s not quite right in the head. Please don’t take offense. I’m really sorry, truly sorry.” Saying this, I quickly dragged my husband out of the examination room. On the way home, my husband sat in the back seat, constantly yelling at me: “Jane Carter, tell me how to get back to our original world right now!” I didn’t respond to him, but I was secretly delighted. Want to go back? No way! I finally managed to bring you here to experience the life I once lived. How could I possibly let you go back so easily? Seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, my husband kept rambling: “Jane Carter, you better take me to get rid of this baby right now. If you don’t take me to abort this baby, I’ll kill you first, and then I’ll kill this little bastard!” Hearing this, I felt anger rising in my heart. In our original world, my husband would often threaten to kill me. Now that he was in my hands, he was still so arrogant. Wasn’t he just asking for trouble? I pulled over to the side of the road, opened the car door, and dragged my husband out. My husband, not understanding what was happening, thought I was going to let him go. He shouted at me urgently: “You fucking better take me to abort this baby and let me go back, otherwise…” Before he could finish, I slapped him across the face, interrupting his words. I grabbed his hair with one hand and kept slapping his face with the other. As I hit him, I cursed, mimicking his usual words: “You motherfucker! How dare you be so ungrateful! You ungrateful piece of shit! You son of a bitch…” The more I hit, the better it felt. The more I cursed, the more satisfying it was! After about fifteen slaps, I finally stopped. Looking at his slightly swollen cheek, I felt no remorse whatsoever. I just wanted to beat some sense into him! To let him know how utterly despicable his actions towards me in our original world had been! “Fendi! What do you mean by ‘let you go back’? I don’t understand any of this nonsense you’re spouting. Don’t think that just because you’re pregnant, you can act crazy whenever you want, understand? Otherwise, I’ll fucking kill you!” Saying this, I patted his swollen cheek. I noticed that when my palm touched his cheek, his body visibly trembled. Had my husband become afraid of me, just like I used to be afraid of him? This thought couldn’t help but cross my mind. So he was capable of feeling fear too… 04 Back home, I couldn’t wait to share the news of my husband’s pregnancy with Mom. But after looking around, I found that Mom wasn’t home. Instead, I discovered a pile of dirty clothes in the corner of the bedroom.
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