My boyfriend and I were competing for a recommendation to graduate school, so he deliberately sabotaged me and got me pregnant.
Manipulated by his emotional abuse and the child he used to keep me trapped, I gave birth and missed my chance at graduate school.
Later, he graduated, got a job at a foreign company, and earned hundreds of thousands a year. Meanwhile, I did housework and raised our child day after day, losing touch with society. He complained that we had nothing to talk about, then criticized my changed figure and asked for a divorce.
I was holding my child, dazed, when a car hit me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I found out I was pregnant.
My dear boyfriend took my hand and said, "Baby, I love you. Let's have the child, okay? I'll take good care of you and treat you well for the rest of my life."
