Chad couldn’t resist any longer and opened his mouth.
The sounds inside became more and more unbearable. I felt nauseous and couldn’t watch anymore. I ran out of the old house.
It wasn’t until I breathed the fresh air outside that the suffocation dissipated a little, but the tears couldn’t stop falling.
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Chad, you knew I was downstairs. How could
you do something like this? And in our
bedroom?!
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Feeling lost, I sat at the door, not knowing how
much time had passed, when a foul–smelling
liquid poured over my head.
Brittany suddenly appeared, taunting with a
smile,
“Ashley, does my son’s urine taste good? Is it
good to see Chad obsessing over me?”
So she had deliberately let me see.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at you now. You lost your
son and have a limp. If I were you, I would have
died long ago. What’s the point of living?”
“Even if you married Chad and had his child, so
what? He still smothered your son for me and
my child, so you can never give birth again.”
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“I even have a recording of your son dying. Do
you want to see how his little face turned from
red to purple? It’s wonderful.”
I stared at her phone screen, watching my child
slowly suffocate and die.
I couldn’t stop trembling. How could she speak
so lightly about taking a child’s life?!
I raised my hand high, but Brittany took out a
dagger and slashed it forcefully across her
chest.
Blood seeped through her clothes, the dagger
fell to the ground, and she screamed.
The next second, I was pushed hard to the
ground.
Chad held Brittany in his arms and turned to
roar at me.
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“Ashley, are you crazy?!”
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Before I could explain, Brittany started crying.
“Chad, I was afraid Ashley would be upset that I
was breastfeeding Ryan. I wanted to come and
explain to her, but she said I wanted to steal
the child, that I would cut off my breasts so I
could never breastfeed the child again.”
“Wuwuwu, I just felt sorry for Ryan being
hungry, and felt sorry for the child, how can she
treat me like this?”
Chad looked at me with a gloomy expression.
“You rolled down the stairs yourself and broke
your leg. That’s why things have become like
this. Why are you taking it out on Brittany?”
“You’re not a qualified mother. You took
medicine and can’t breastfeed. Brittany is
helping you out of the kindness of her heart.
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Why are you attacking her?! You don’t love
your child, so you won’t let anyone else love him?! Apologize to Brittany now!”
I’m not a qualified mother? I don’t love my
child?
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Tears welled up in my eyes, and I roared at him
angrily.
“I’m not a good mom, then what are you? Do you dare tell me why I rolled down the stairs,
where my child is, and what medicine I took?!”
Chad frowned.
“Ryan is of course sleeping well in the room. The medicine is also to relieve your leg pain. Don’t you know these things?”
“As for you rolling down the stairs, it’s of
course because you were careless. Among so
many people, why were you the only one who
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was pushed? It’s your own fault for being
useless. You shouldn’t hurt Brittany. You are
also a mother, how can you bear to hurt
another mother? Quickly apologize to Brittany!”
That’s right. Among so many people, why was I
the only one who was pushed down?
Looking at his self–righteous appearance, I
suddenly laughed.
This was my husband, a complete liar, a
murderer!
I picked up the dagger on the ground and used
all my strength to cut a dozen times across my
chest until the blood soaked through my entire
shirt.
Chad was shocked.
“Ashley, what are you doing? Stop!”
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I dropped the dagger and looked at him calmly.
“Chad, you’re right. I shouldn’t hurt a mother,
so I’m atoning to the person you love. Is that sincere enough?”
After saying that, I turned and left.
Seeing the bloodstains under my feet and my staggering back, Chad wanted to come and support me, but Brittany hugged his neck.
“Chad, I’m in so much pain. Will you take me to the hospital? We can’t let our Ryan go hungry.”
Chad struggled in his heart for a moment, but in the end, he picked up Brittany and walked in the opposite direction from me.
A few hours later, Chad called me.
“Ashley, did you treat the wound? Don’t worry. I had people give Brittany a balm that won’t
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affect breastfeeding. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things to you today.”
“But the doctor said the medicine you took
isn’t suitable for breastfeeding. Brittany has plenty of milk, and formula isn’t nutritious
enough. Ryan still needs her help. I’ll take care of her. That’s to show my gratitude. Don’t take
it to heart.”
