Love and Money Are Difficult to Balance

Dad, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I don't know what happened before. Maybe I fell for him too much. But I'm sober now. I'm going to get the baby aborted tomorrow and start over!

At night, I lay in bed, crying loudly under my quilt, for the humiliation that my family and I had suffered that day and for my past blindness.

When I thought back carefully to this past relationship, I realized there were many problems that I had never realized before.

We met through a blind date. He was a P.E. teacher at a university, tall and handsome.

But I was plain-looking, so I have always been very self-abased after we got together. He was very gentle to me and kept telling me that there were many outstanding young girls who expressed their love for him. I was almost pulled strings by him. He said I didn't know how to dress gracefully, had no temperament, and had a bad temper. That made me feel burdened all the time.

So, over the past few years, I was the one who paid for our dating, apartment rent, and other expenses. And I paid them willingly, for fear that I would be of no value and could not compare to those "excellent" girls around him.

When we were planning to marry, he brainwashed me in advance. He told me that the betrothal gift was no good thing, that good girls would not be too materialistic, and that things like houses and cars would tarnish our pure love.

I believed it, and because of this, I had conflicts with my parents and argued with them many times.

Little did I know that his whole family had been eyeing our family fortune. How stupid was I!

When I went to the hospital the next day, I was told the baby was already mature, and induced labor was my only option. The doctor asked me to think it over carefully.

I touched my belly and burst into tears. The fetal movement of my 7-month-old baby was already tangible. It was connected to me by blood. I had imagined how he or she looked like countless times. I really couldn't bear to let it go!

At that moment, I received a disgusting message from Damian:

Isabella, I shouldn't have hit you yesterday, but you were too aggressive and impatient. It's not my fault, right? And my mom was doing this for our own good. How about this? Come to my mom today, kneel down and admit your mistakes. Deal with the dowry according to her requirements, and I'll forgive you. When you give birth to our child, if it's a son, we'll get married right away.

When you come to apologize, remember to buy some valuable gifts! My mother was angry and needs you to mollify her! By the way, buy a gold bracelet for my sister-in-law, pick one that was heavier. It's her birthday today, and my brother has no time to buy a gift because he has to stay at home to take care of my mother.

I was at a loss. I don’t understand why I fell in love with such a scumbag with underdeveloped cerebellum before!

I was sorry, kid. I don’t want to have anything to do with that scumbag anymore!

Doctor, I've thought it over carefully. Let's start the abortion!

I thought I could start over after the abortion, but unexpectedly, after a series of examinations, the doctor told me that because I did not get enough nutrition during pregnancy, I now had severe anemia, so induced abortion might well inflict heavy bleeding. That would be life-threatening.