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My husband Miller is an excellent psychotherapist, specializing in hypnotherapy.
Six months ago, my mother passed away, and I accidentally fell down the stairs, resulting in a miscarriage. The trauma was severe.
Although I've physically recovered, I seem to have forgotten how I fell.
I only remember that my husband loves me to the bone, and was heartbroken about my miscarriage and physical damage. He vowed never to have children for the rest of our lives.
"Darling, you should stay home and take good care of yourself for now. I'll provide for you."
I've been basking in this happiness ever since.
Until today, when I discovered a secret on his phone.
A playful young girl, a sweet and sexy selfie.
"I've got your favorite maid outfit ready for you, sweetie."
And my loving husband replied: "You little temptress, I'll come to you once she's fast asleep."

My Husband Feeds Me Psychiatric Medication Every Night

In the blink of an eye, four years have passed, and we're married,


We even have an adorable daughter now. Nolan said, "After enduring so much pain before, the sunny days have finally arrived. Let's call our daughter Belmont?"


Heaven takes pity on the delicate grass, and people cherish Belmont. I hope both my daughter and I can have our own sunny days.


One evening, as we were taking our daughter for a walk,


On our way home, our daughter was drawn to a box by the door,


Upon closer inspection, we found it was a longevity lock with a note attached to the back,


Of course, we don't need others' blessings to have many happy returns,


I held my daughter's and husband's hands tightly as we walked through the front door,


I paused to look back, and only a silhouette remained in the corner,


Miller, may we never meet again in this lifetime!


Chapter 10