Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
My blood seemed to flow back into my heart, only to be stabbed directly into my chest with a knife, brutally twisted inside. The pain was excruciating, a deep ache that felt like being punched in the gut, combined with a faint, ridiculous hope that was slowly sinking.
Our neighborhood... our home. From what happened three months ago to the truth revealed now, do I still have a home?
“Zhuang Jun, don’t get too worked up. You know I’m not good at comforting people, but there’s no need to make yourself sick over this. Even if it seems very likely that Wang Xu is cheating, wait until you see the truth before jumping to conclusions.”
I nodded blankly. I understood what Mu Miaomiao was saying, but since this was happening to me, I could hardly breathe, let alone think rationally. At this moment, I felt completely dazed.
Deng Xiaomei was like a ticking time bomb; once it exploded, I would be left battered and bruised. The timing of everything was too coincidental for me to find comfort in it. Her pregnancy B-Scan Report just happened to appear in my mother-in-law's purse. The timing of her pregnancy coincided perfectly with my husband’s business trip, and she conveniently moved into our neighborhood.
“Here’s the plan, Zhuang Jun. Give me a few days to check where Deng Xiaomei lives. Once I find out, I’ll let you know. Don’t worry; Wang Nan specializes in this kind of thing. It won’t be hard to find out. I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
I suddenly remembered that Mu Miaomiao’s boyfriend, Wang Nan, worked in real estate. Maybe he could indeed find her address. If she really had moved here, that would be good. Before confronting Wang Xu, I wanted to investigate everything thoroughly. More importantly, I wanted to see that woman.
What kind of woman could put me in such a predicament? I wanted to find out.
“Alright, Zhuang Jun, you should go home and rest now. I’ll go look for Wang Nan right away. If Aunt has any information, I’ll let you know immediately. What you need to do now is stay calm—definitely stay calm.”
Mu Miaomiao placed her hand on mine and looked at me firmly, giving me strength without saying a word.
To be honest, when I first saw the address of Mu Miaomiao's neighborhood displayed on Wang Xu's phone, the first person who came to my mind was Mu Miaomiao.
But I never thought it would be related to her. Mu Miaomiao and I had been close friends since college; when I got married, she didn’t hesitate to give me a five-figure red envelope. Her boyfriend was also excellent and suited her well. If it weren’t for Mu Miaomiao, I wouldn’t know what to do right now.
I sought her help because I knew she was capable and had a wide social network that would unconditionally assist me. It was also because I felt so vulnerable at that moment, desperately needing someone like Mu Miaomiao to soothe and care for my emotions.
After saying goodbye to Miao Miao, I dragged my exhausted body home. As soon as I walked through the entrance, my mother-in-law let out a cold snort. I met her dissatisfied gaze and explained softly, "Mom, I'm not feeling well today and forgot to buy groceries. There are still plenty of leftovers from lunch; please make do with that. I'm going to take a nap, so you don't need to call me for dinner."
As soon as I finished speaking, my mother-in-law glared at me in displeasure and replied, "Running around all day long, not doing any housework, and can't even have children—what a lack of ambition..."
The more I thought about it, the colder my heart felt. It was better not to say anything; once I did, I became agitated. Children, children—do I really not want to have children? When I think about ensuring the Wang family's legacy, what are you thinking? Is it unreasonable for me to want the Wang family to continue?
"Mom, just because I can't have children doesn't mean I can't eat longan. Or is it that those who can have children can eat it while I'm not allowed to touch it?"
My mother-in-law's expression changed dramatically: "What do you mean by that?"
"It means nothing, Mom. I just feel it doesn't matter."
After saying this, I returned to my room and buried my head in the pillow, crying bitterly.
In front of my husband, I had to pretend everything was fine; in front of Miao Miao, I had to be strong; in front of my mother-in-law, I had to act ignorant. But my pain had no outlet for release. What was the point of all this? My husband couldn't give me a child and went outside to find another woman who got pregnant. My mother-in-law wouldn't let me eat the longan she bought for herself. The world keeps turning; they are ensuring the Wang family's future—what about me? Just because I can't have children, does that mean I've been sentenced to death?
I'm about to lose my home.
Comment 0 Comment Count