But while I don't regret the effort I made for my children, I paid the biggest price for it.

The later days of pregnancy were probably the most painful and dark days in my life after I met Zhang Qihua.

He complained that I ruined his marriage with Zhang Yiru, no, not just complaining, it should be said that he hated it to the core.

He has become completely different from before, although he has never been very kind to me before, but at least he still maintains basic politeness and politeness, he left Zhang Yiru's house, moved into our rented house, began to drink every day, at first treated me even like an enemy, said the most vicious things to me, fortunately, taking care of the child in my belly, he did not do it again.

Later, instead of saying vicious things, he completely changed to cold violence, and even if I was standing opposite him, he could turn a blind eye to me, and never look at me, as if there was no me in that house.

He never said a word to me again, never slept in the same bed with me, never ate at the same table again, and even stopped eating what I cooked.

At that time, he was actually similar to the walking dead, but how good could I be?

I could only endure it silently, I thought it would be fine when the time passed, it would be fine when he forgot Zhang Yiru, and it would be fine when our child came out.

Whenever I couldn't bear his cold violence and pain, it was these few words that supported me to continue.

Despite my caution, my baby was finally born prematurely.

In the hospital, apart from paying the bills, he didn't go to the ward once to see me and the child.

However, Xiaoyi's birth still brought me the greatest happiness, and it also allowed me to forget his indifference to me for a while.

It's just that my previous expectations didn't work, Xiaoyi's birth didn't change him anything, and even he was just as indifferent to his own son.

In the days when I took Xiaoyi for more than a year, he didn't even hold his own child once, whether the child was crying or laughing at him, he was indifferent.

To be honest, during that time, I had a little regret, I worked so hard to keep him by my side, just so that Xiaoyi could get his father's love openly, but this result made me disheartened, and I finally doubted whether I was wrong to keep him.

I thought about giving him back to Zhang Yiru, but by the time I had this idea, it was already too late.

Just when Xiao Yi was just one year old, one day he came back drunk, and as soon as he came back, he slapped me hard.

Yes, he slapped me in front of our son.

I was completely defenseless, and he slapped me to the ground, and my head even hit the corner of the table, causing me to have a gold star in the eye.

Xiao Yi cried loudly, the cry was heartbreaking, I will never forget it in my life, he staggered to my side with his calves that had just learned to walk, hugged my head, and blew on me.

I couldn't control it anymore, hugged Xiaoyi and cried, it was also the most heartbreaking cry in my life, as if I had to cry out all the grievances in my heart.

I didn't even know why he hit me all of a sudden.

Of course, it didn't take long for me to know why.

It turned out that Zhang Yiru was going to get married, and the object of the marriage was his brother.