My Husband Named Our Daughter, After His First Love
Chapter 6
The school opened and the teachers sent the children over to their parents one by one.
Mian was the last one to come out. She ran towards Shawn happily.
But when she got there, Shawn didn't hug her.
Instead, he held the bouquet and handed it to the girl in the security room.
I pointed the phone at the girl whose profile was only visible.
She looked very pretty when she smiled, with shallow dimples on her face.
She was the kind of girl who looked innocent at first glance.
Next to that girl, Shawn's smile was gentle and relaxed.
Shawn gently tucked the girl's hair behind her ears.
The affection in their eyes was undisguised in the slightest.
I returned home in a daze, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the vehicles passing by below, and couldn't help feeling a chill in my heart.
I had known for a long time that Shawn didn't like me.
After all, we didn't get together because of love.
In the first two years of our marriage, Shawn never touched me and we always slept in separate rooms.
Suddenly one day, he drank too much and was sent home by Kevin.
When I was changing his clothes, he suddenly leaned over and pressed me under him.
He was crazy and merciless to me that night.
He didn't stop even though I kept screaming in pain.
The next day, he was at a loss when he saw me tortured to the point of being unable to move and the bed sheets covered in red.
It was at that time that I was pregnant with Mian.
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