Chapter 50
I moved all my books into my bedroom and barely left, except to eat or go to the bathroom.”
None of them cared about my health. They only thought of themselves.”
Dirty dishes piled up, and if I wanted to cook, I’d have to clean after them.”
But I refused.
I went to the supermarket and bought my own dishes and utensils.
After every meal, I’d wash them and bring them back to my room.
Outside my room, there was warmth and laughter. Inside, there was only loneliness.”
After their verbal abuse failed, they resorted to silent treatment.}
But now, I fear nothing.
I have new motivation–I’m working hard to earn money for baby formula.
After finishing today’s work, I planned to go out for food.”
As I stepped out, a foul smell hit my nose.!
They had bought durian and were eating it in the living room.
They were complaining about the smell while eating more eagerly than anyone.
Jane handed a piece of durian to Eric’s mouth, and he took a big bite, then breathed in her face, “Smell it. Is it stinky?“}
“It’s not stinky at all. You smell good everywhere.“}
Ugh, ugh, ugh…Z
I couldn’t hold it in anymore and rushed to the bathroom.”
I actually like durian, but Eric hates it.”
When we were dating, I bought durian to share with him.
He found the smell disgusting and couldn’t understand how a “sweet girl” like me could like something so “gross.“”
He even said I embarrassed him and left me there alone.
After that, I stopped eating durian because he hated the smell.}
But now, here they were, enthusiastically enjoying it together.
Eric shouted, “Gloria, are you sick or what?”
After weeks of silence, he finally spoke, and it was to call me disgusting.”
If anyone should feel disgusted, it’s me. I’ve had to watch them together every day.”
Jane tugged at Eric’s sleeve and whispered something.”
Eric quickly changed his tone, “Are you still mad at me for not saving you earlier? I’m sorry. What will it take for you to forgive
me?“%
Jane chimed in, “Yes, Gloria, Eric has already admitted he was wrong. Don’t blame him anymore…“}
I wanted to tell them that with such acting skills, they should go perform a comedy duo.
But I held back. Talking to people like them was pointless.”
I’d be better off finding a new place and moving out soon. Once the baby’s born, there’ll be no reason to stay.
I went to a nearby café to read.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting warm spots on the table. Life seemed to have hope again.”
My phone had been buzzing non–stop, but I ignored it.”
During a break, I checked it.”
All the messages were from Eric.}
“What are you doing? Have you eaten?“%
“When are you coming home?“%
Is the baby behaving? Is he kicking you?“”
The sun must have risen in the west today.!!
It used to be me chasing after him, asking a hundred questions, only to receive an impatient “Hmm” in return.”
Now the tables have turned.”
He sent more messages today than in the entire past year.!!
Turkly planced through them and renlied “Rus“!
12:33 PM
I quickly glanced through them and replied, “Busy.””
I hadn’t found a new place yet, so I had no choice but to drag my tired feet back home. When I walked in, Eric was sitting on the couch, phone in hand, lost in thought.”
His eyes lit up when he saw me.”
He even pulled out a pair of slippers to help me change into.
I waved him off. Where was this concern before? Now he’s just putting on a show.”
Back when I was six months pregnant, bending over was already difficult.
What did he say then? “I’ve never seen a more high–maintenance pregnant woman. What, are you carrying an emperor in there?”
And Jane, standing beside him, had the nerve to smile and say, “You’re so lucky to have a great guy like Eric.“}
Yeah, lucky me. Got myself a husband, and he came with his own “mother“.}
I changed into my pajamas and went to wash up.”
Eric leaned against the bathroom door, his expression unreadable.
“Gloria, I’ve already apologized for not saving you. What more do you want? Can’t you just say what’s on your mind? Relationships need communication. Silent treatment solves nothing.”
He also knew that relationships require communication and cold violence cannot solve problems.
But what about how they treated me?}
Since we got married, every time I didn’t want to do something, they guilt–tripped me.
When I wasn’t happy, they’d say I was immature, blaming me for everything.”
They even teamed up to isolate me. In this house, I couldn’t take a single step without facing resistance. I wasn’t even treated like the lady of the house–more like a servant, actually less than that.
