We had been in love for over two years, married for one. To prepare for pregnancy, I quit my well-paying job six months ago to rest at home.
It could be said that more than half of that 200,000 was money I had saved before marriage.
To let me rest better, he transferred the money to his card and told me not to worry about anything.
But I never expected that my once-loving husband would become so heartless after Luna, his first love, reappeared!
Or rather, I never truly knew his real character!
I woke up to the smell of disinfectant. The nurse regretfully told me that my nearly two-month-old baby was gone.
Mia also died with regret because she didn't have the money to save her in time.
Before she passed away, she kept calling Matthew's name. She was hoping to see her son one last time.
I felt like I was being pierced by thousands of arrows. My whole body trembled with pain.
I forced my weak body to arrange Mia's funeral.
After all, she was Matthew's mother. I sent Matthew a message, hoping he could come to say goodbye to her mom.
But his reply was a big exclamation mark.
For three days, there was no news.