Is it a coincidence or a predestined fate?

Julie came back late that day, and through the half-open window, I saw another man in the driver's seat. This man is taller than the men she brought back in the past, and judging by her pretentious words and deeds, this should be her new boyfriend.

He was in his thirties and well-dressed, and the trench coat he wore alone cost more than a thousand.

More than 1,000 is nothing in a big city, but it is a luxury in this small county town with an average salary of only 3,000 yuan. Such a man is certainly not single, he is single, and Julie will not like it.

I hate third parties because "she" has torn my family apart.

Julie is also a third party, and I hate her as much as I hate any other third party, but she is my owner, the only one in the whole community who doesn't treat me as a "gatekeeper". Because of the difference in hers, I decided to hate her less.

I was wrong, she was no different.

Just because there was no parking space in the community, she threw a face at me. Her gaze reminded me of something that had happened. Afterwards, she came to apologize to me, saying that she shouldn't have treated me like that. I forgave her and she generously introduced me to a boyfriend!

She was such a hateful woman, and she even introduced me to him, knowing that I trusted her, and knowing that the man had a family. I, Liu Zhihong, a woman who is extremely disgusted with third parties, turned out to be a third party because of Julili.

No, I'm even more pathetic than the average third party, because all they want is the baby in my womb.

God doesn't want to see me embarrassed, his son is dead, and there is no need to use this little life in my belly for transplantation. I thought a long time about whether or not to give birth to this child. Eventually, I decided to give birth to him.

Julie asked me if I decided and said she could arrange surgery for me in the hospital, but I refused, and she gave me a pill that she said was a vitamin that would help promote fetal growth. I was so stupid that I took that pill. My stomach hurts, tossed and turned, and my baby is gone.

For three months, the drug flow was not complete, and I did not use anesthetic when curettage.

The child is gone, there is no life, and I think of death.

On the overpass, a pregnant woman grabbed me, saying that I was still young and had a chance to do it again. She didn't know what I had been through, she didn't know that her so-called chance to do it all over again was nothing to me. I don't need to start all over again, because doing it all over again doesn't change anything. There was a deep pain in her eyes, and I suddenly wondered what her story was.

It's okay to live a little longer.

She didn't leave her name, but I knew who she was. I saw her post on the forum, and even though she only posted Julie and half of the man's arm, I recognized the trench coat at a glance.

This world is so small, so small that two people who were originally unrelated to each other are involved in this way.

It's a pleasure to chat with her, she never shies away from her pain, and she doesn't hide her resentment, and at the same time she is working hard and living positively. I think I can be like her, positively—alive!

She cried and called me at one o'clock in the morning and she said she wanted to jump off the building with the baby. I asked why, and it was because her husband had gotten involved with Julie again after he returned to the family. Her husband deserves to die, Julili deserves to die, why do they always bully good people who are kind and want to try to stay alive!

I will never let her become my mother, and I will never let her children become poor people like me who need to spend their whole life to heal their childhood.

She's divorced and what I want to do can get started.

The plan is good, I just need to follow the plan.

I know I'm not going to end well, but so what? In my dark life, the only warmth and light come from her, I hope that the rest of her life will only have light and no darkness, and I will redeem her with myself!

Extra: Liang Zhijie

Liu Zhihong did have her own reasons for committing the crime, but who helped her make up her mind to embark on this road without hesitation?

I know the truth, but I don't have more tangible proof to prove it!

As long as she is no longer involved, the truth and the past will be sealed in a cardboard box forever.

Extra: Wei Lai chapter

I didn't do anything?

Nothing I do constitutes a crime!