My expression must have been too numb, too calm, because Mason seemed unusually uncomfortable.
‘At least you’re being reasonable now. Looks like the freezer taught you your lesson.”
‘Elise can’t have cold seafood during her first trimester, and she can’t take medication while pregnant. You need to
watch her carefully at home.”
As he said this, Mason’s tone carried a hint of pride.
‘Take care of her the same way you took care of my parents for those three years, understand?”
The unintentional boasting in Mason’s words made me feel sick.
So Mason wasn’t blind–he was simply an ungrateful bastard.
Was he referring to how I’d cared for his half–paralyzed parents for three years? Bathing them, wiping them, and helping them use the bathroom?
Then did Mason know how his seemingly kind parents verbally abused me behind his back, calling me a gold–digger?
Did he know how they made me kneel to serve them in front of others?
Did he know they would sometimes deliberately urinate on my clothes for their amusement?
Yet it didn’t matter anymore.
Mason, I don’t want to love you anymore.
I closed my eyes tiredly. The long stay in the freezer had made my head foggy. My hand instinctively covered my abdomen.
Once I recovered… Mason, I would leave you forever.
Later, I vaguely heard Elise talking. Her voice carried the joy of an expectant mother, her tone flirtatious and bubbly.
“Mason, I think the baby moved! Feel it, quick, feel it!”
“Mason, are you happy about the baby?”
After a long moment, I finally heard Mason’s slow response.
“Elise, if you’re happy, I’m happy.”
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Then I lost consciousness completely.
In my dream, I saw our baby crying to me: “It’s so cold… so cold. Why doesn’t Daddy like me?”
After a long silence, I said: “It’s not that he doesn’t like you.”
“He just hates Mommy now… hates me so much that anything from me–whether it’s money or a person–is worthless to him.”
“Mommy has changed her mind.”
“Mommy won’t bring you into this world anymore.”
