I’ve been married to Alexander for ten years, during which he’s slept with 99 different women in our house. And each time, he made me wash the sheets after their lovemaking. I endured silently, watching him change from one lover to another. Until the fifth month of my pregnancy, his 100th bedmate tricked me into going to a bar, where I was tortured for a day and a night. My lower body was bleeding non-stop, and I felt worse than death. For the sake of the child in my womb, I knelt on the ground begging him to take me to the hospital. He sneered, “Olivia, stop pretending.” “Even if you died, I wouldn’t spare you a glance.” With that, he continued his passionate encounter with his new flame on the bar sofa, in full view of everyone. By the time I was taken to the hospital, the child in my womb had already stopped breathing. Due to the inhuman torture, I also suffered a uterine prolapse, forever losing the right to have children. When I woke up, I desperately dialed a number: “Emma, send me the company’s financial reports. I’ll be back in three days.”
Hearing this, Emma on the other end of the line immediately became excited. “You’re finally coming back, Boss Olivia!” “We’ve all missed you so much!” “Wait, you’re not bringing Alexander back with you, are you?” Hearing Alexander’s name, I lowered my eyes, my tone a bit sour: “No, just me.” After hanging up, I saw a plump woman standing at the door of the hospital room. She was Alexander’s mother, Margaret. She played a significant role in the deterioration of my relationship with Alexander. “Already rushing to find someone to keep you?” “You slut, you really have no shame!” Margaret waddled to the bedside, her sour and mean face making me feel utterly disgusted. I glanced at her with disgust and said coldly, “What are you doing here?” Margaret snorted and reached out her hand to me, her whole demeanor haughty: “It’s time for this month’s alimony.” I frowned, about to say something when my phone suddenly rang. It was a video call from Sophia. “Which old man is this now?” Margaret muttered sarcastically beside me. I pretended not to hear and pressed the answer button. Instantly, a naked couple appeared in the video. “Oh my! In broad daylight, how scandalous!” Margaret only took one look before she was frightened into covering her eyes and backing away repeatedly. I didn’t say anything, just stared intently at the two people in the video. Sophia’s belly was slightly swollen, and her entire body was covered in love bites. And the man on top of her was none other than Alexander, who had ignored me yesterday. She drew circles on Alexander’s chest with her hand while panting lightly and asked: “Alex, weren’t we too harsh on Olivia?” Alexander sneered, his tone full of contempt: “Too harsh?” “Even if those men tortured her to death, I wouldn’t think it was too much.” “This time, I want to see how she pretends to be innocent!” Sophia giggled at this, sounding like a demon from hell. The video was abruptly cut off. I clenched my fists, my fingers digging deep into my flesh. I looked up at Margaret, my eyes cold: “Did you see clearly? This is your son!” “Go ask Alexander for the alimony. I don’t have any.” I thought Margaret would feel a bit of guilt, but to my surprise, she started boasting proudly: “My son is indeed amazing! So attractive to women.” “Olivia, let me tell you, if a woman can’t keep her man’s heart, it only shows that you’re incapable.” “Alex doesn’t earn money easily. Hurry up and give me the money.” With that, she reached out to grab my phone. “What are you doing?” I was startled and hurriedly hid the phone in my arms, but I underestimated Margaret’s strength. She forcefully pulled my arm and actually yanked me off the bed. “Clatter!” The phone was thrown several meters away, and I was thrown to the ground. Blood began to seep from my newly stitched wound, but I couldn’t care less. I struggled to get up and went to pick up the phone. Margaret got to it first, skillfully unlocking it. “PayPal: You’ve received $10,000.” Only when the cold female voice sounded did she throw the phone back to me, her tone dissatisfied: “Why so little money?” With that, she hurriedly left to get a spa with her girlfriends. I collapsed on the ground, my heart as dead as ashes. That was my last $10,000, money I had saved to buy milk powder for the baby in my belly. In the end, I couldn’t keep the money, nor could I keep the child. I had nothing left.
I forced myself to get up from the ground, the tearing pain in my lower body making it almost impossible to walk normally. I could only stand in place with an awkward posture. While I was still figuring out how to sit on the bed, Alexander’s call came through. “Olivia, what’s wrong with you? Can’t stand seeing me and Sophia happy together, so you called the police on us?” “I’m telling you, as soon as I get back, I’m kicking you out!” In the past, I would have argued with him and then humbly begged for his forgiveness. Even if it wasn’t my doing, even if I wasn’t at fault. I would have taken the blame just to appease him. But now, I calmly said: “It wasn’t me. Believe it or not.” Alexander went quiet for a moment on the other end, perhaps surprised by my attitude. But soon, he viciously said: “Don’t think you can tie me down just because you’re pregnant.” “You probably don’t know yet, but Sophia is pregnant too. Your child will never compare to hers.” “Getting pregnant is no big deal, giving birth is the real achievement.” I closed my eyes, overwhelmed by painful memories. The first time I got pregnant, I naively thought he would be happy too. But on the very night we found out about the pregnancy, he dragged me to a bungee jumping platform and pushed me off. I screamed in terror, but he said, “The fetus needs some stimulation to be healthier.” His mother, Margaret, was there backing him up. So, I lost my first child. The second time I got pregnant, he forced himself on me despite my objections. That night, the blood beneath my body stained the entire sheet red. Alexander was utterly disgusted, saying I was unlucky and had dirtied his family’s bed. What little love I had left disappeared that night. After that, I avoided him like the plague. No matter what he said or did, I acted as if I couldn’t see it. But then he turned around and told Margaret that I was cold and didn’t know how to take care of him. Margaret doted on him and took him to spas to have fun. I silently endured the contempt from both mother and son, struggling to maintain the facade of a happy marriage in front of others. And now, my third child was gone too. I might never be able to become a mother in this lifetime. It was time to end this absurd marriage. I hung up the phone without any regret. And following Alexander’s example, I blocked and deleted his contact. I got up and called the doctor. The doctor was shocked to see me on the ground. “Why did you get out of bed on your own?” “The bones in your thighs and arms are broken. Aren’t you afraid of misalignment if you move around?” I didn’t respond to his words, only pleading: “Doctor, can you give me the embryo?” The doctor sighed and said nothing more. Not long after, a glass bottle was brought to the hospital room. Looking at the tiny embryo in the bottle, my heart immediately tightened. It was so small, not even as big as my palm. Baby, I’ve waited for you for so long, but still couldn’t meet you. It’s mom’s fault, mom couldn’t protect you well. I took a deep breath. This kind of pain shouldn’t be borne by me alone. I was going to send Alexander a big gift.
In the afternoon, I had a terrible headache, so I closed my eyes and dozed off on the bed for a while. As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell into a deep nightmare. The dream was full of the abuse those people inflicted on me at the bar last night. I screamed for help desperately, but no one responded. Until I saw Alexander standing at the door, backlit. “Huff…” I struggled to wake up, realizing my back was already soaked. “Still playing the victim?” “You can sleep so soundly now, looks like those guys went too easy on you yesterday.” “Sophia is pregnant too. Why don’t you go be her postpartum nanny at the care center?” Alexander looked at me with an amused expression, his eyes gleaming with something indescribable. I looked at him calmly, indifferently saying: “Whatever you say.” Seeing no reaction from me, he found it a bit boring. He then sat down casually on the edge of the bed and punched my stomach hard. The stomach that had just been cleaned out immediately started to hurt intensely, and I couldn’t help but cry out in pain. The evil in Alexander’s eyes grew stronger, and he cruelly said to my stomach: “Little one, if you ever disobey me like your mother does, I’ll punch you to death just like this.” I knew he wanted to provoke me, to see my expression of pain, but I refused to give him that satisfaction. I gritted my teeth and stared at him intently. The silent confrontation only ended when Alexander’s phone rang. As soon as he answered the call, Sophia’s sobbing voice came through. “Alex, come quick, my stomach hurts so bad!” After hanging up the phone, Alexander’s face immediately darkened, and without a word, he slapped me hard. “I’m telling you, if anything happens to the child in Sophia’s belly, don’t even think about keeping your own child!” “You’ll have to kneel down and apologize to Sophia too!” My right cheek swelled up instantly. The taste of blood in my mouth grew stronger, and I spat it out with a “pah”. It turned out he had knocked out one of my teeth. But Alexander didn’t even look at me again, leaving hurriedly with a worried expression. I watched his departing figure, my heart a wasteland. After a long while, I took out my phone and booked a flight to Jinghai City.
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