“How many times has this happened? I could
raise a dog that could birth a few litters. You
can’t even have one.”
“You’re not even worth a female dog!”
“It would be better if you couldn’t get
pregnant at all. At least it would be quiet!”
“Look at you. Are you not embarassed?”
“You don’t deserve her love. If she was still
alive, she’d have told you to divorce
Brandon.”
“You’re too shameless. You’re still hanging
around, pretending to be his wife!”
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She was reminding me to go die in a hole.
I looked up at Brandon.
He’s the one who made me miscarry.
I got pregnant the first time a month after we
got married.
He was too rough for a month, and I ended
up in the hospital.
I was happy when I found out.
I thought the baby would bring us closer.
I was wrong.
Brandon smiled at me.
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It was creepy.
He said, “You don’t deserve to carry my
child.”
He forced the pills down my throat.
I lost my first kid.
The second time, Brandon was already
sleeping with Tiffany.
Tiffany said she wanted to see me drink.
Brandon ordered ten bottles of champagne.
I didn’t drink.
Brandon poured it down my throat.
Г
I started bleeding.
The third time, I didn’t deliver their toys.
Brandon’s mom made me kneel outside all
day and night.
That night, Brandon got wild.
He had fun with Tiffany in front of me.
I’d been kneeling all day.
I got upset.
I lost my third baby.
I had twins.
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I was sad and my heart stopped beating.
I was rushed to the ER.
I almost died.
The stables was the longest I’d been
pregnant.
I thought this one would make it.
He was seven months.
But…
Brandon was sitting there.
He didn’t care.
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It was like I’d never had any babies.
Tiffany looked down at me.
She was happy and mocking me.
Brandon’s mom stopped yelling.
She was tired.
She leaned back and sighed.
“I never should have let you marry Brandon.”
“I ruined my whole life!”
I smiled.
I hit my head on his grandma’s altar.
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I felt the pain for too many times.
Brandon’s cheating, his grandma’s death and
so many kids.
“Then you can let me go.”
“I’ll divorce Brandon.”
“Then I’ll leave this family forever.”
Brandon was surprised.
He looked at me.
Then, he laughed.
“Yeah, right.”
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“You think I will let you divorce me?
I turned my head away.
Brandon grabbed me and slammed my face
on the altar.
He was strong.
He wanted to kill me.
“You haven’t paid enough.”
“You want to leave?
“You think you can kill someone and walk
away?”
“You are wrong.”
Г
He threw me away, and I hit a flower bed.
My head hurt.
Something warm ran down my back.
I passed out.
I woke up in our honeymoon home.
Brandon brought me a cup of water.
He was cold.
I drank and fell back asleep.
I smelled alcohol.
Something was tugging at my clothes.
I stopped him.
Brandon got mad.
“What? You don’t want it?”
“You wanted my babies.”
“You wanted to give birth.
“Now I’m willing to give it to you.”
“What happened?
“Why are you being like this now?”
“What’s with the act?”
I was shaking.
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I slapped him.
“I just lost our baby.”
“The doctor said no more sex.”
“I need to heal.”
Brandon stopped.
His eyes looked at me.
He was looking through my mask.
“Oh, you’re really good.”
“Five years ago, I love you because you made
me feel sorry for you.”
“It’s your fault my grandma died!”
I went cold.
I hurt inside.
He got up.
He went back to normal.
“Heal? You didn’t have a baby.”
“Why should you heal yourself?
“Mom is feeling sick.”
“Tomorrow, I want you to move back there to
take care of her.”
His mom always likes to give me problems
and stuff.
Brandon knew that.
The next day, the bodyguard was driving me
there.
Tiffany found me.
She rubbed her belly.
Her eyes were soft.
She looked like I did before I lost the baby.
She saw that I was sad.
She was happy.
“I hope you weren’t lying when you said you
wanted to divorce Brandon.”
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“Don’t think I’m that easy to be fooled.
“Brandon is not yours.”
“You won’t always be Mrs. Brandon.”
“Just give up early.”
“Me, I’m the right Mrs. Brandon now!”
My face was white.
I nodded.
I walked with the bodyguard.
When I saw Brandon’s mom, I was surprised.
When I wanted to see her, I had to wait
outside for hours
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Now, it was no problem.
