Before we got married, my husband made me sign a childbirth agreement:
“You must have one child every year. If you fail to meet the target in any given year, I’ll remove one of your organs.”
“This year, your left ear. Next year, your left eye. And I’ll keep going until you’ve given birth to ten sons.”
Faced with such a deranged and unreasonable agreement,
everyone urged me to think carefully:
“He doesn’t just want your womb, he wants your life!”
My parents even knelt before me in tears, begging me not to sacrifice my whole life for a man like him.
But I only smiled inscrutably and happily signed the agreement.
My husband patted my face with satisfaction:
“I knew you couldn’t live without me. You’re willing to risk death just to give my family sons.”
But he had no idea.
I had actually bound myself to a Fertility System.
The day I give birth to ten sons
will be the day he and his entire family die!
Hahaha, speechless