I Married To A Wealthy Family Just To Suffered As Stepmother

Eight years after marrying into a wealthy family, I finally got pregnant.

On the day of diagnosis, Stephan pushed me down the stairs.

He watched me struggle in a pool of blood with cold eyes, his expression was as rebellious and indifferent as his father.

"You bitch, it's not enough that you took my mother's position, you even dared to dream of giving birth to a child to steal my property. As long as I am here, I will never let you do what you want!"

The blood spread and the pain from my lower abdomen made me tremble all over. But there was no sadness in my heart, only relief.

I calmly looked up at the child who was raised by me. Then I slowly said, "In this case, we will never see each other again for the rest of our lives."

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Stephan, who was only ten years old, obviously couldn't understand what I meant. He frowned and looked at me coldly. His eyes were distant and defensive.

He said coldly, "You, a scheming bitch, what tricks do you want to play again?"

The pain swept over and the unexpected child had left forever.

I couldn't explain, so I took out my phone and tried to call 120. Stephan rushed over viciously and smashed my phone.

"Are you going to call dad to complain? Don't even think about it!" He scolded. His tender little face was full of hatred that didn't match his age.

I didn’t understand. Why did the little boy who was so well-behaved and cute become like this today?

Before I could think about it, the pain had already enveloped me. I lost consciousness in Stephan's ridicule.

When I woke up, Sonny was sitting in front of my bed. He glanced at me casually, without any ripples in his eyes.

"Meredith, you shouldn't have secretly gotten pregnant without telling me."

I didn't have time to explain.

The doctor had already walked in with my physical examination report.

"The patient suffered a violent blow to the abdomen and missed the best time for rescue. It will be difficult for her to have a child in the future. Please accept my condolences."

Sonny paused. He slowed down his attitude a little.

"I will ask Stephan to apologize to you. This incident will be a lesson for you. Don't act on your own in the future. In this family, you only need to do your job well and don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

I knew Sonny didn’t love me. After eight years of marriage, he would stare at me and force me to take birth control pills after each rough venting.

But at the beginning of last month, he suddenly hugged me and whispered softly in my ear. "Give me a child, a child that belongs to both of us."

He was stubborn and overbearing, not giving me any chance to refuse. I was also confused at first.

Now I thought about the tenderness of that night. It was just because he mistook me for Stephan's biological mother. But it was okay this way. Anyway, if there was no accident this time, I wouldn't let this child be born.

I nodded gently without saying much. Seeing this, Sonny left with satisfaction.

Until I was discharged from the hospital, he never saw me again.

The day I returned to Monroe house. Stephan was waiting for me at the door holding a box, looking at me strangely.

"Dad asked me to apologize to you," he said.

I took the box with some surprise. When I opened it, a skinned puppy was lying in the middle of the box. I was panicked, but Stephan laughed with satisfaction.

"Hahaha, you idiot, you deserve me to apologize to you." He scolded me.

"I am the future heir of the Monroe Family, you are just a parasite who stays in the Monroe Family and deliberately seduces my father. I warn you, if you don't get out of here, I have plenty of ways to torture you!" he said coldly.