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My Wife Gave Up Our Child for Her First Love
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After my wife received the news of her terminal illness, she shockingly terminated our child and threw herself into the arms of her white moonlight, quickly becoming pregnant again.
In a fit of rage, I confronted her, demanding to know why. She replied, "He's dying soon, and I just want to leave him a legacy. We can have more children later." It turned out she was making room for her lover's child at the expense of ours.
I scoffed, "If you love him so much, then prove it by leaving everything behind for him. Do you dare?"
1
When I first learned about Qian Mengyao's abortion, I nearly choked her. "You actually hid it from me and secretly terminated our child."
"Why? That was your child too!" The name on the Abortion Report stood out painfully to me. My anger tightened my grip on the paper until my fingers turned red.
Qian Mengyao suddenly laughed. "It was just a bunch of unformed embryos."
"You..." I understood then. She didn't love this child. Otherwise, how could she act as if nothing had happened after the abortion?
I stared at her intensely. Qian Mengyao averted her gaze and pretended to be casual as she patted my shoulder. "Zeng Huayu, we can still have more children in the future."
"..."
"Let's get a divorce!" For the first time, I took the initiative to propose divorce.
"Divorce?" Qian Mengyao scoffed, "Zeng Huayu, what trick are you trying to pull this time?"
"You think you can threaten me?"
"Let me tell you, don't even think about it!"
"If you leave me now, you'll have nowhere to cry!"
"If you don't believe me, feel free to try."
I said nothing and simply tossed the Abortion Report into the trash can. Then, I left resolutely.
Sixteen years of feelings, five years of marriage; I had lost count of how many times I had compromised. I thought that accommodating her would satisfy Qian Mengyao, bring peace to our lives, and create harmony in our family. But she only pushed further.
Back when we were dating, Qian Mengyao's friends often envied her for having such a caring and family-oriented husband. Yet Qian Mengyao frequently complained about my weakness. I used to think that yielding and tolerance were just minor issues in life. Now I realize how wrong I was.
A few days later, I noticed Liu Guangxiang had updated his social media status. The accompanying photo showed him lying on a hospital bed, looking frail.
"Yaoyao, I was a fool before; I didn't realize I liked you."
"It wasn't until I got sick that I dared to confront my true feelings."
"I regret it now; if I could do it all over again, I would never hurt you again."
"Will you give me another chance?"
I scrolled down a bit, and saw Qian Mengyao's reply: "Silly boy, I would."
"…"
I still remembered all those things between Liu Guangxiang and Qian Mengyao.
I scoffed; that was clearly just blatant bullying in school. Back in high school, he had torn Qian Mengyao's clothes in front of everyone.
Qian Mengyao cried out and hid behind me. I glared at him. "What are you doing, Liu Guangxiang?"
He raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly. "What’s it to you?"
I replied, "She's my girlfriend. Don't you think it concerns me?"
He let out a dismissive "Oh," glanced at Qian Mengyao, then whistled as he walked away.
On the anniversary of Qian Mengyao's Mother's death, he danced on her grave, grinning widely as he sang loudly.
Qian Mengyao cried out, "Why are you doing this, Liu Guangxiang? My mother is already dead!"
He sneered, "Who told you to look so unfortunate? No wonder your mom left you."
On the day of the college entrance exam, he ripped up her admission ticket.
“Why are you doing this, Liu Guangxiang?”
He shrugged innocently. “Just slipped.”
...
I remembered all these things. I always thought I was protecting Qian Mengyao. I never realized she had been suffering under Liu Guangxiang's bullying all along.
I opened the comments section and quietly typed, “Congratulations, wishing you a lifetime of happiness.”
“Oh, and Qian Mengyao, when you have time, please take care of the divorce paperwork.”
Just as I finished commenting, my mom called me.
“Hua Yu, your dad hasn’t sent his medical expenses for months. Are you facing some difficulties?”
What was going on? The money was supposed to be transferred regularly to my mother’s account. If there had been an issue, the bank would have notified us by now.
That meant someone had tampered with the funds, and the only person who knew the card's password was Qian Mengyao.
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