When my husband came home from work, I sat down with a hot meal and talked to him whenever I had the opportunity to take care of myself and was happy. But one day, I couldn’t even smell the garlic soup that I used to love.
The next day, at the insistence of my friend, I went to the nearby hospital after tea and told the doctor my excuse, and the doctor showed me the ultrasound. After the doctor’s visit, I will be happy to see him.
I don’t know how many times I consulted the doctor with tears in my eyes. How can I tell my husband, how happy he will be, my heart was broken and I whispered how good it is to live with the child in my womb. When I got home, my husband hugged and kissed me like before, thinking he had something to say to you.
I sat down on the couch after a while, and I also had something to say. But my husband knelt down in front of me and said, “My dear, please forgive me. I have been in love with someone else for a long time.” He is the one who says that he wants to be loved by the person who loves him too much.
My husband continued to say that I have two children and I can love their children, so I covered my face and cried. I couldn’t bear it, and I held back my tears of despair.
Where did all this life and love go, and where did the words “I love you” that I used to say when I looked into his eyes go? What was I to you? The crowd was asking if your love was an empty promise, unanswered questions, unanswered questions were floating in their chests, and they were rubbing their stomachs in vain, asking my son to listen to me.
Was it a mistake that I trusted you? Humans love, but I wanted to say what our “little love” is, but I opened my mouth a little too hard. He said that you are a very unlucky person.
You are unfortunate inside, you don’t have a husband to love you, no one can love your father, you can’t feel those feelings, you are a very unlucky person, no matter how much I cursed and screamed and spat, I could feel it more than my nose, not my husband…