Revenge of the Wives Who Pit Their Husbands 3: Chapter 3
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Wang Hui was not the least bit annoyed; instead, he leisurely said, "Think carefully. The child is still young. Can you, as a woman, take care of a child on your own?" 0
 
My mother-in-law interjected, "You're nothing but a useless person. If it weren't for my son, would you be living in such a high-end neighborhood? You want a divorce? Dream on." 0
 
Their mocking gazes and sarcastic words told me clearly that they did not believe I would actually go through with the divorce from Wang Hui. 0
 
Wang Hui indeed had savings; even after being dismissed from his job, his bank account was enough for him to live comfortably. This gave him confidence, making him think that even if I knew about his infidelity, I wouldn't dare to leave him. 0
 
I ran out like a madwoman, wandering aimlessly around the community, my dignity and anger boiling over. I didn't know who to confide in about my pain, so I called my best friend, Qin Qin: "I want a divorce. I don't want anything; I just want to leave." 0
 
Qin Qin was silent for a moment before hurriedly saying she was busy and hung up. I didn't dwell on it too much. After wandering outside for a while, I decided to go home and pack my things. 0
 
I didn't want to stay in that house for another second. But as soon as I stepped inside, I got hit on the head. 0
 
My mother-in-law swung a spatula directly at my forehead: "You wicked woman! How dare you report my son for cheating? If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't be paralyzed! I'll kill you!" 0
 
She raised the spatula again and swung it at me. The pain made me jump up and grab her spatula: "Your son brought this upon himself! What does it have to do with me?" 0
 
I pushed her down to the ground and turned to go back inside to pack my things. 0
 
My mother-in-law got back up and rushed into the kitchen, grabbing a kitchen knife before charging at me with it, aiming to stab my daughter. Without thinking, I rushed forward to seize the knife from her. The blade was sharp and cut across my hand, blood dripping down. 0
 
 
"You ruined my son, so I'll ruin your daughter. You want a divorce? No way!" 0
 
My mother-in-law was like a madwoman, her eyes wide and the kitchen knife in her hand glinting ominously. 0
 
Blood droplets stained the floor, and my daughter cried loudly in my arms. 0
 
I locked eyes with my mother-in-law, and it felt as if sparks were flying in the air. 0
 
"I'm old and can't control you, but you follow your daughter. Once she starts school, I'll seize the opportunity to take my revenge." 0
 
"You are not allowed to divorce; you will take care of my son until he stands up again," my mother-in-law said, enunciating each word clearly. 0
 
"I won't ask for a single penny; isn't that enough?" 0
 
"You still want money? Do you believe I would kill you?" 0
 
My mother-in-law slammed the door shut, making my ears ring with pain. 0
 
The sting on the back of my hand finally registered. 0
 
My daughter's little face was pale and sweetly asleep. 0
 
Standing in this once warm room, I felt utterly helpless. 0
 
From that day on, my mother-in-law seemed to have set her sights on me. 0
 
She threatened me with my daughter's safety. 0
 
Should I call the police? But she hadn't truly harmed my daughter; I couldn't be there to protect her all the time. 0
 
I could only endure for now and wait for an opportunity. 0
 
A question lingered in my mind: how did my mother-in-law and Wang Hui know about the police report? Only I and Qin Qin knew about it. 0
 
Wang Hui claimed he saw the call log on my phone. 0
 
But I always felt there was more to it than that. 0
 
And what about Qin Qin? Ever since our last conversation, we had hardly been in touch. What was she doing? 0
 
During this time, Wang Hui and I remained at a stalemate. 0
 
 
Since he found out that I called the police, he has never treated me well again. 0
 
Cursing and hitting me have become a daily routine. 0
 
What’s even more disgusting is that Wang Hui has started to become perverted. 0
 
His self-esteem issues, stemming from his inadequacies, lead him to make me perform strange acts to please him. 0
 
When I can’t do it, he throws things and even points at me, shouting: “You filthy woman! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be like this! Hurry up and get down on your knees, stick your butt up!” 0
 
I could no longer endure it and rushed out of the house. 0
 
My mother-in-law didn’t stop me from leaving because my daughter was still home; she knew I wouldn’t go far. 0
 
To escape that suffocating home, I wandered outside for a long time before returning. 0
 
As soon as I reached the front door, I found my mother-in-law was not there, and my daughter was asleep. 0
 
But then I heard a series of ambiguous moans coming from the bedroom… 0
 
 
 
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