After five years of marriage, her husband sent her to a psychiatric hospital because of postpartum depression, where she was forcibly confined for a year.
All that year, she thought of her daughter day and night, longing to be reunited with her as soon as possible.
On her daughter’s birthday, she finally escaped that hellhole and hurried home, overjoyed at the thought of celebrating with her.
But when her daughter saw her, she didn’t even call her “Mom.” Instead, she kept hiding behind her husband’s first love.
Right in front of their daughter, her husband coldly interrogated her.
Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law took turns humiliating her, saying that since she had been released from a psychiatric hospital, she was bound to have all kinds of bad habits.
She couldn’t care less what they thought and fired back at them.
The only thing she cared about was her daughter’s attitude.
But her daughter was just as cold toward her, feeling nothing but disgust for her own mother:
“Mommy’s crazy! I don’t want a mommy!”
Heartbroken, she chose to divorce her husband and quietly leave their lives.
She started over and happened to meet a mischievous young master.
She became his private tutor and moved under the same roof as Mr. He, a man cold on the outside but passionate within.
As time passed, they fell in love, and she became the apple of Mr. He’s eye.
Fu Yancheng watched her walk alongside the father and son of the He family, his eyes bloodshot as he clenched his fists. He took their daughter and began the long road to winning her back.
“Honey, come home! Xue’er needs you, and so do I.
We’ll never hurt you again.”
Wen Nanxi gave a bitter smile. Once, she had treasured the father and daughter above all else. Now, his late-arriving devotion was worth less than grass.
“Mr. Fu, we’re divorced. What makes you think you’re still my family?”
He Xingye poked his head out and twisted the knife: “Mommy already has a little sister in her tummy. She’s been family with me and Daddy for ages, hehe!”
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