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Comfortingly, he kept saying, "Don't be afraid."
"I won't hurt you."
"You know that."
"I love you very much."
It has come to this.
I no longer believe his nonsense.
What I want is a long-term meal ticket, not to risk my life for it. It's not worth it.
At this moment.
To be able to come out unscathed.
For me, it's already a luxury.
I only ask that he spare my life.
"What exactly is in that bag?" I asked, suppressing my fear.
"The person who killed our child back then."
"I killed him."
I couldn't believe it.
This would be the words that the simple boy would say back then.
"What did you say?"
"Yesterday."
"After seeing you."
"I took a photo of you."
"And posted it on my social media."
"I really didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."
"One of my friends said you went to him for an abortion."
"I knew it was him who killed our child."
"That night."
"I killed him with my own hands."
"I avenged our child."
"I put him in a plastic bag."
"I want him to have Retribution."
"I want him to die as miserably as my child."
After listening to what he said, I was completely shocked. I really didn't expect him to do this.
I roared, "Having an abortion was my own choice."
"It was my own decision."
"What does it have to do with the doctor?"
"Are you crazy?!" His eyes were bloodshot as he shook his head.
Continuously shaking his head.
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
"No way!"
"You love me!"
"I know..."
"You love me..."
His voice grew lower and lower...
Then he suddenly pounced on me.
Grabbed my neck.
And shouted loudly, "You don't love me!"
"Then go die!"
"You go die!"
He's just a lunatic.
A strong feeling of suffocation.
It makes me struggle non-stop.
But I'm gradually losing strength.
I stopped struggling.
Waiting for the verdict of death.
But then he suddenly let go of his hand.
And said to the woman who caught me, "Let her go."
I breathed the hard-won fresh air.
I ran away.
I finally escaped from that place.
I quickly returned home.
I arrived at the man's house around 9 o'clock.
It's almost 1 am now.
I'm tired, lying in bed.
I drift off to sleep in a daze.
5: I had a dream.
I dreamt that I didn't have an abortion.
Instead, I gave birth to the child.
But I am not happy either.
Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
I have to consider these things all the time.
But my husband doesn't care at all.
I still do my own thing.
Only my daughter is sweet and glutinous.
The sound of calling me "mom" will make me relax.
Unconsciously, tears flow in my dreams.
"Thud thud thud!"
"Dong dong!"
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
A knocking sound is heard.
My daughter's voice comes from outside the door.
"Mom, mom, please open the door, hurry!"
I groggily got up to open the door.
I suddenly woke up from the illusion of the dream.
I broke out in a cold sweat.
I suddenly remembered.
I don't have a daughter at all.
I was so scared that I didn't dare to get out of bed.
After a while,
the sound outside the door gradually disappeared.
I just dared to get out of bed.
I walked quietly into the living room.
I tiptoed to the front door.
I was leaning against the door, looking outside.
There was nothing outside.
But suddenly!
A person's head appeared in front of the door. I was so scared that I fell directly to the ground and let out a scream.
I was about to run to the bedroom.
But suddenly.
There was a click.
The sound of the key being inserted into the lock hole.
The door opened.
I looked at the woman who came in.
I ran to the bedroom as if I had gone mad.
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