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It wasn't enough. He began to kick me, one kick after another, targeting my ribs.
"Do you think you're something special just because you're divorced?" he said between kicks. "You're still my dog!"
"You're worthless! Not even a complete woman!"
"You'll spend your life beneath my feet!"
I lay on the ground, feeling as if I were about to die.
Suddenly, the door to the Eldest Daughter's room opened a crack. I saw her small figure hiding behind the door, peeking at the scene outside.
My heart shattered in an instant.
She was so young, yet she had to witness such violence.
Her childhood was spent in this kind of fear.
I thought about her future. If this continued, would she think that women should be treated this way by men? Would she seek out a man just like her father?
No, I couldn't let her see this!
Liu Jun continued to humiliate me: "Look at yourself! Lying on the ground like a dog! Hahaha!"
He laughed loudly, clearly pleased with himself.
I gritted my teeth and slowly got up, finally making up my mind.
"Have you laughed enough?" I suddenly asked him.
He paused for a moment, confused. "What did you say?"
"I said, have you laughed enough?" I looked at him, no longer feeling fear in my eyes.
"You’re asking for it!" He raised his hand to hit me.
But this time, I didn't dodge. I stared straight at him.
"Go ahead and hit me," I said calmly. "What benefit do you get from killing me?"
Perhaps my calmness unsettled him; his hand froze in mid-air.
"What... what do you mean?"
"It means nothing," I replied as I turned toward the kitchen. "I'm going to heat up your food."
He followed me, continuing to curse under his breath, "You better behave! Don't think I won't really kill you!"
I said nothing, silently setting the dishes on the table.
He sat down and ate greedily, occasionally throwing out a few more nasty remarks. But I had already tuned him out.
I stood in the kitchen, watching the heavy iron hammer next to the sink. It was what he usually used to crack walnuts, measuring 74 centimeters long and quite heavy.
I gazed at it quietly.
After finishing his meal, Liu Jun wiped his mouth and said, "Remember this: when I come home, I want to see hot food waiting for me. Got it?"
"I got it," I replied.
"Speak louder!"
"I got it!"
He nodded in satisfaction and then went to the bedroom. Soon enough, his snoring filled the air.
I stood in the living room for a long time. The house was quiet, only his snores breaking the silence. My two daughters must have already fallen asleep.
I walked to their bedroom door and gently pushed it open. My eldest daughter was curled up in bed, with my youngest tightly hugging her. They slept restlessly, my youngest occasionally whimpering softly in her dreams.
Looking at them, tears streamed down my face.
They shouldn’t have to live like this. They deserved a normal home, a father who loved them, and a mother who wouldn’t be beaten.
But as long as Liu Jun was alive, none of that was possible.
I quietly closed the door and returned to the living room. The hammer lay there silently.
I walked over and slowly picked it up.
It felt so heavy.
I had never felt it this heavy before.
I held it in my hand and slowly walked towards the bedroom. Liu Jun was still asleep, deeply lost in slumber. People who drink too much always end up like this.
I stood by the bed, gazing at his face. This face, once gentle towards me, once kissed me, once promised to love me for a lifetime. But now, all I saw was disgust and hatred.
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