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Mrs. Johnson stormed off, Mr. Johnson gave my mother–in–law a look.
And quickly chased after her.
My mother–in–law sat on the floor crying alone.
My husband came back and hurriedly asked what had happened.
The moment I saw my husband, it felt like all the blood in my body froze.
I couldn’t hear any other sounds.
The clothes my husband was wearing were the same as the ones I saw when I fell down
the stairs.
The figure in the hallway was my husband; he watched me fall down the stairs and did
nothing.
I couldn’t believe why my husband would do that.
My husband nudged me.
“Honey, what are you thinking about?”
I snapped back and looked at him.
When he spoke to me just now, there was obvious impatience in his eyes.
I never noticed before.
I said I had a headache and ignored the two of them, heading back to the room.
Back in the room, I seemed to remember many details I had never paid attention to
before.
He always seemed to care about our daughter, but he never looked after her for more
than an hour. He always found various excuses to pass her back to me.
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He always frowned when changing her diaper.
Since the child was born, we haven’t been intimate.
He kept saying he felt sorry for me and wanted to wait for me to recover.
Maybe he had long since despised me, maybe he had someone else outside.
When my husband came into the room at night, I pretended to get close to him.
He was interested and came over to kiss me, but stopped when he saw all the stretch marks on my belly.
I saw the disdain flash in his eyes.
But I pretended to be calm.
I pushed him away.
Said I wanted to check on our daughter.
So he had already started to despise me long ago.
