Husband Abandons Mother and Accompanies First Love to Have Miscarriage

My tears dried up and I forced myself to control my emotions and deal with my mother-in-law’s afterlife with great pain.

Samson had blocked me.

I didn’t want to see him, either, so I called him on a public phone.

“Mom is gone, cremation on Friday…”

“Samantha! Go to hell!”

The heavy rain stopped temporarily.

The sun came out and the air changed from humid to dry.

The dead couldn’t be resurrected.

I looked at the layout of the house.

Although only one person was missing, it was no longer a home, but a lifeless concrete cage.

I wanted to leave this sad place, taking my own things and my mother-in-law’s ashes.

On the coffee table was the divorce agreement I had signed.

I didn’t know when Samson would come back.

I didn’t want to wait for him.

But I met Samson again.

He hurriedly opened the door and entered the house. Before anyone came in, the voice had arrived first.

“Mom, where is your jade bracelet? Give it to me quickly! I’ll put it on Tamara! She has not been sleeping well recently and always has nightmares. I heard that jade can calm the mind…”

Samson stopped talking halfway because he saw the black and white portrait of his mother-in-law.

“What does this mean?”

I looked at Samson’s face full of doubts.

I used to be fascinated by his every smile and frown.

Now I just thought he was disgusting!

Samson and I were college classmates.

I was introverted and socially anxious in college and I hardly communicated with others.

Not to mention my classmates, even the girls in the same dormitory thought I was a freak.

I never thought of explaining or changing.

Because the unbearable past was a shackle that I couldn’t get rid of.

I felt inferior and felt that I didn’t deserve to live a normal life.

But Samson was like a light shining through the clouds, illuminating my dark life.

He was the class monitor and often organized group activities.

Seeing that I was not sociable, he took the initiative to invite me and encourage me, making me from introvert to cheerful.

I smiled more and was no longer regarded as a weirdo by people around me.

I fell in love with him.

But I didn’t dare to confess, not only because of my past, but also because Samson had a girl he liked, the school beauty, Tamara.

I didn’t expect to be favored by Samson at all, as long as I could look at him a few more times from a distance.

But when she graduated, Tamara chose to marry a 50-year-old foreign man in order to immigrate.

Samson was angry, collapsed and got drunk. He was still crying on the street at 12 o’clock in the evening.

I was worried about him and I always took care of him. I used my weak body to carry him drunk again and again.

He was moved by me. He said I was the best. Then we fell in love.

He took me home and met my mother-in-law.

After getting the support and encouragement of my mother-in-law, we got married.

I thought I was the happiest woman in the world. I had a husband I loved. I had the whole galaxy.

She was the best mother-in-law in the universe!

The most difficult mother-in-law-in-law relationship for other women was incomparably warm and tolerant and comforting for me.

What else was I not satisfied with?

I just hoped I could be happy like this forever.

Be filial to my mother-in-law and had another lovely child.

When we were preparing for pregnancy, my mother-in-law suffered from Alzheimer’s disease.

I discussed with Samson that we should not have children for the time being because my mother-in-law needed more care.

I didn’t want to neglect my mother-in-law because of the child.

My mother-in-law used to love me as her daughter. Now I had to take care of my sick mother-in-law as her daughter.

When people got old, they were like old children. Especially when they were confused.

My mother-in-law often got into trouble and was a little willful.

Not only was I not annoyed, but I also thanked God for the opportunity to take care of my mother-in-law.

I cherished this opportunity to repay my gratitude.

Samson was very moved and said that it was his luck to marry me and it was my mother-in-law’s blessing.

He said he would not let me down.

But before I could hear the words, Tamara came back with scars all over her body and tired.

She cried and said that the foreigner was a pervert, alcoholic and violent.

She had divorced.

She regretted it and hoped to be forgiven by Samson.

Samson completely forgot Tamara’s betrayal and rushed up like a moth to a flame.

He was always available, caring for her, forgetting to eat and sleep and staying out all night.

Not only did he forget me, his legitimate wife, but he also forgot the oath he made to me.

He also forgot my mother-in-law, who had Alzheimer’s disease.

After the divorce, Tamara found out that she had an ectopic pregnancy. Samson had no choice but to accompany her to have an abortion and to take care of the confinement period after the miscarriage.

For ten days and a half month, not to mention people, there was not even a phone call.

I was disappointed and sad. It was not that I hadn’t thought about divorce, but I still couldn’t bear to leave my mother-in-law.

I had been enduring.

I thought that being wronged was nothing, as long as I could make my mother-in-law better.

But now my mother-in-law was dead!

She died on the way to urge Samson to go home!

I hated myself!

If I divorced Samson earlier, my mother-in-law would not be in trouble, right?

I hated Samson even more!

He killed not only his mother, but also my mother!