Dream Reading

Ten years of marriage, my husband has subjected me to domestic violence seven times.
For the sake of giving my child a complete family, I chose to endure it again and again.
However, after the seventh incident, my son, who had comforted me with kind words, turned around and called my husband.
"Dad, you can stay in the cemetery with Aunt Weiwei, I've already appeased Mom for you."
"You have to tell Aunt Weiwei that An'an loves her just like you do!"
"Seven years ago, if Mom had been willing to donate a kidney to Aunt Weiwei, she wouldn't have died. Mom is the murderer who killed Aunt Weiwei, I hate her."
That moment, I felt my heart turn to ashes.
That night, I asked my lawyer to draft a divorce agreement and sent 200 pages of evidence of domestic violence to the court.
Yet, after I left, my husband and son went crazy trying to find me to ask for forgiveness.


After Enduring Seven Instances of Domestic Violence for My Ungrateful Son, My Heart Died

Lu Chen went crazy, searching everywhere for traces of my existence, trying to prove his own affection.


But he fearfully discovered that in this cozy love nest, there wasn't a single belonging of mine.


Even the slippers, toothpaste, and toothbrush were all gone.


In this home where I lived for seven years, the only evidence proving my existence might just be An'an, who shares our bloodline.


However, even this oblivious child, I chose to abandon.


Just like friends said, a child without a mother in their heart is not worth keeping.


Unable to prove that the marital affection hadn't broken, Lu Chen became somewhat hysterical.


"I can't prove our affection, so how can you say I committed domestic violence?"


The lawyer who had been waiting for this question coldly threw out a two-hundred-page thick evidence of domestic violence!


Especially those seven medical injury reports, which made him feel an immediate sense of collapse.


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