Divorce Is Not a Game 3: Mind the Rules
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That night, he drunkenly pushed me onto the bed. I could smell the alcohol on him and felt a surge of fear as I struggled against him. He tore open my collar and coldly laughed, "Since you like me so much, even agreeing to a marriage by proxy, I naturally have to make you satisfied." 0
 
I felt a sharp pain, so intense that my nails dug into his flesh. 0
 
He lifted his head, his eyes filled with a surging hatred. "You are as disgusting as the the Mu Family." 0
 
That night, he relentlessly took me again and again. I pleaded and cried, but he only looked at me coldly, devoid of any tenderness or pity. 0
 
After it was over, Qiu Qinrui got up, dressed, and left. 0
 
A year later, Qiu An was born. His eyes were round and he was adorable; Qiu Qinrui adored him and would play with our son for a long time every day when he returned home. 0
 
During that time, we managed to get along reasonably well. Although Qiu Qinrui didn't like me, he no longer humiliated me as he had on our wedding night. 0
 
I thought to myself that this was how life would be from then on. 0
 
What I didn't expect was that the tranquility would soon be shattered. 0
 
When Qiu An was four years old, Mu Shu woke up. 0
 
Qiu Qinrui sat in the study all night while Mu Chun's parents were overjoyed with tears of happiness. 0
 
They compensated Mu Shu for all the debts, guilt, and love they had owed her. 0
 
I had thought that Mu Shu and I could coexist peacefully without interfering in each other's lives. But unexpectedly, she gradually invaded my world. 0
 
During meals, I would see Qiu An sitting in the middle with Qiu Qinrui and Mu Shu on either side, the atmosphere harmonious and warm. 0
 
Mu Shu would occasionally make jokes about how difficult it was to cook and how complicated the dishes were. Qiu Qinrui's occasional laughter showed his delight. In my heart, I thought they truly resembled a happy family of three. 0
 
Qiu Qinrui valued rules and believed in silence during meals. Once before, I had been reprimanded for introducing a dish I had made, accused of lacking manners and etiquette. Since then, meals had been shrouded in silence. 0
 
Now it seemed it was only because of me. 0
 
Seeing me there, Mu Shu awkwardly explained, "I thought I'd try making something new for them to taste." 0
 
Qiu An tugged at Mu Shu's hand and said, "Mother, I like Aunt Shu's cooking." 0
 
"Really? Then I'll make it for you often," Mu Shu smiled as she patted Qiu An's head. 0
 
I stood there frozen, watching their intimate interaction in confusion. 0
 
 
Mu Shu would take Qiu An and Qiu Qinrui out shopping when Qiu An should be studying. I insisted that Qiu An must finish her schoolwork before going out. She indulged Qiu An in buying candies and snacks, while I reminded her to maintain a balanced diet and not eat too many sweets. 0
 
I had privately discussed these matters with Qiu Qinrui, but he seemed indifferent to my concerns. Before long, Qiu An developed a toothache and couldn't eat. Household Physician examined her and said it was due to eating too much sugar. At that moment, Qiu Qinrui blamed me for not being a responsible mother and not taking care of our child properly. 0
 
Afterward, I discovered Qiu An sneaking candies, and I sternly stopped her, confiscating the sweets she had hidden. In response, Qiu An threw a tantrum, crying and accusing me of being unkind, insisting that Mu Shu treated her better and wanted Mu Shu to be her mother instead. 0
 
I was shocked and couldn't believe how my once well-behaved and polite child had transformed into someone so unruly in such a short time. Without saying another word, I turned and walked away. 0
 
A few days before Qiu An's birthday, I was bedridden at home recovering from an illness. In order to ensure my son could have a proper birthday celebration, I worked through the night to make a set of clothes and carefully prepared other birthday gifts. 0
 
 
 
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