In my fifth month of pregnancy, Mu Hanzhou brought home his first love, who was eight months pregnant and threatening to divorce.
I gently told him that pregnant women could affect each other, and it wouldn't be good for the babies.
Mu Hanzhou smashed a glass and said in disgust, "Shiyu is depressed because she's going through a divorce. I'm the only one she can rely on! Do you want her to die?"
I was nauseated and vomiting, unable to sleep all night, and my health kept getting worse.
To make her happy, he filled our home with lilies.
But he forgot that I'm allergic to lilies. He even locked me in a room, saying, "Let's see if you're still allergic when you can't smell them."
I kept bleeding and called him desperately, begging him to save me and our baby, but he said I was still early in my pregnancy and nothing could possibly happen.
When the baby stopped moving, I finally gave up on him.
Only then did he panic and push open the door.
