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"What did you say?"
I felt as if I had been doused from head to toe with a bucket of cold water in the dead of winter.
"Honey, listen to me. It was really Mu Miaomiao who did it. How could I possibly know another woman? That day, I drank too much and just wanted to get home quickly. Mu Miaomiao suddenly came into the private room and told me not to rush to leave, saying she wanted to introduce someone to me. I didn't think much of it and just...," Wang Xu's voice grew softer as he spoke, cautiously glancing at me a few times, his grip on my hand gradually tightening.
If Wang Xu really wanted to hold onto me, why wait until now? Yet, he was holding my hand tightly while using words to push me into hell.
How could it be Miao Miao? How could it...
"You mean Miao Miao introduced you to Deng Xiaomei?"
"Yes, honey, it's true. Mu Miaomiao has disliked us since college. Look at how she has never treated me well whenever we met. Before you got married, didn't Mu Miaomiao always oppose our marriage? Why did she take out over ten thousand yuan? Wasn't it just to show off to you? She has long wanted to set us up and destroy our family!"
"Honey, everything I'm saying is true. Believe me, Mu Miaomiao can't stand seeing you happy. She just wants you to suffer. In college, when was she not stepping on you to climb higher? When were you not working hard behind the scenes while she received accolades? She has a wicked heart; don't listen to her nonsense!"
The more Wang Xu spoke, the more anxious he became, but I felt increasingly confused. Why was Miao Miao being brought up? Why? If what Wang Xu said was true and Miao Miao knew Deng Xiaomei, then why was she as shocked as I was when she saw the B-Scan Report?
In my ears, Wang Xu was still softly asking me, "Honey, I was wrong before. Forgive me and give me a chance. Don't leave me, okay?"
Okay?
Wang Xu didn't seem to understand that there was no "okay" in this situation. Since the moment Deng Xiaomei appeared until now, Wang Xu had dragged Miao Miao into this mess. Not a single day had gone well for me.
How can I get better?
I had not replied to Wang Xu's messages, and suddenly, with a "thud," I saw Wang Xu kneeling on the ground, leaning forward tightly hugging my waist, burying his head down and crying loudly.
Wang Xu cried fiercely, tears streaming down his face, while he murmured words asking for my forgiveness. His sadness felt heavier than mine.
Wang Xu's cries and accusations echoed in my mind, causing my own tears to fall.
In these past few days, I had lost count of how many times I had cried. I wanted Wang Xu to be honest with me, but now that we were at this point, he spoke such unreasonable words that made it hard for me to trust him.
"What about Deng Xiaomei's child? The house? Was it all Miao Miao's idea?"
I couldn't believe I was asking such questions; perhaps I had started to doubt my own life and could no longer trust anyone.
Wang Xu's cries suddenly stopped. He looked up at me with red eyes, panic in his expression: "It was all Mu Miaomiao. She said that woman was pregnant and that I had to take responsibility. How could I take responsibility? I was confused for a moment, but she insisted that I had to give that woman a title. I couldn't do that, so Mu Miaomiao said I had to buy her a house!"
"She has her ways; she knew the exact apartment downstairs that she wanted. I had no choice; I was afraid you would find out, so I agreed to buy it first." Wang Xu continued to sob as he spoke with a look of desperation: "I don't want the child; I really don't want it. But when my mom found out, she said the child must be kept. I had no choice; I couldn't go against my mom's wishes. I could only endure for now. I don't want you to know; I don't want you to hate me. Trust me... my wife, trust me..."
In the end, Wang Xu threw the decision back into my hands and let me choose.
My husband, who usually clung to me like glue, and my best friend who stood by me during tough times—who should I trust?
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