"Yu Yuzhu, he can't bear to part with me, nor with the child. So, he chose to sacrifice you."
"Therefore, I advise you to be sensible and quickly divorce Azhong."
"This way, it will be good for you, for him, and for me."
The next day, I prepared breakfast as usual.
After Zhen Zhuo left, I rushed into the bathroom and dry-heaved for a long time.
In the afternoon, I went to the mall, bought some baby supplies, and then went to my mother-in-law Mao Ruyun's house.
Mao Ruyun lives in the same neighborhood; I don't understand why Zhen Zhuo is troubled by not being able to live with his mother.
When I opened the door, I saw Wen Ling.
She and Mao Ruyun were sitting on the sofa, and the joy on their faces instantly disappeared, replaced by displeasure.
"What are you doing here?"
"Yu Yuzhu, what brings you here?"
I smiled faintly and looked at Wen Ling.
"Wen Ling, you're here to see my mother-in-law too."
Wen Ling's face turned pale, her eyes becoming weak and fearful.
"Don't be angry; it was Auntie who brought me over. She said she felt too lonely at home and wanted me to keep her company. I'll go back soon."
I smiled and nodded, "Sure."
"You'll feel lonely taking care of the baby in the hospital by yourself. I'll make sure Azhong visits you more often."
Wen Ling's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at me.
"You..."
I continued to smile, "We're all family; I won't mind."
"Do you understand?"
Wen Ling's face turned pale, and she couldn't say a word.
Mao Ruyun frowned and looked at me coldly.
"Come in with me."
I followed her into the room and closed the door.
"Yu Yuzhu, when are you going to divorce Azhong?"
"I know you don't like me and don't want to live with me. I don't want to live with you either."
"Get divorced as soon as possible, then move out for me."
I looked at her and smiled gently.
"Mom, do you really not want to have a good relationship with your daughter-in-law?"
"Of course."
"Then why did you let Wen Ling work at Azhong's company back then?"
Mao Ruyun's expression changed, and she glared at me fiercely.
"Yu Yuzhu, stop being so sarcastic. I already knew about Wen Ling and Azhong."
"I'm happy that they can be together."
"You can't have children, and Wen Ling is younger than you and has a deep connection with Azhong."
"What's rare is that she is now carrying the child of our Zhen's old home."
"Be smart about this, understand?"
I understood.
Everything became clear.
I quietly tightened my grip on the voice recorder in my pocket.
Sighing, I revealed a look of sadness.
"Mom, I understand your thoughts, and I don't want there to be a rift between you and your son."
"I will divorce Azhong, but he cares about me a lot right now, so he probably won't agree immediately."
"You can rest assured, I will do my best to persuade him."
Mao Ruyun snorted coldly, her expression softening slightly.
"Don't say it so nicely. If you really cared about Azhong, you wouldn't have interfered in his relationship back then."
"Azhong and Lingling were originally in love with each other; it was because of you that they missed out on so many years."
"Yu Yuzhu, you ruined Azhong's happiness."
As I listened to her words, I bit my teeth hard to keep my tears from falling.
"Yes, you are right. That's why I want to make amends now."
"Mom, do you know? I have cancer."
Mao Ruyun was stunned.
"I don't have much time left."
"So, I will leave Azhong and let him regain his freedom."
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