
My Mom Got Pregnant Late in Life, and I Finally Gave Up
Chapter 1
My mother was pregnant in her forties.
In my previous life, during the prenatal examination, the doctor said that this child would be mentally disabled because my mother took medicine before discovering her pregnancy.
I advised my mother not to have this child for the sake of her health.
But I never expected that it was a male fetus that was aborted.
My parents hated me because of this. The day before I was about to be promoted, they strangled me to death in my room.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the time when my mom had just found out she was pregnant.
This time, I didn't care anymore. I would respect the fate of others.
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"Rachel, what should I do?"
I felt a bit confused. I died, didn't I?
Didn't my parents strangle me?
"It's all my fault! I could have toughed it out without medicine. Why did I insist on taking them?"
I heard my mom's regretful words.
I blinked and looked at the woman sitting next to me.
She was my mom!
My heart was pounding wildly and I couldn't believe it.
I was born again?
"I went for a prenatal check-up today, and the doctor said the baby will be mentally disabled! Such a good child, it's all my fault. Why did I forget my period?"
I was familiar with what she said.
I went back to the time when my mom found out that this child might be mentally disabled. She was worried and venting to me.
I knew the risks of having a geriatric pregnancy, especially since my mom was 47 this year!
I strongly disagreed when my mom decided to have this child in my previous life. After all, I worried more about my mom than a brother or sister who was still an embryo.
Moreover, this child was mentally disabled!
I earnestly advised my mom to take care of her health. She was already old. It was easy to die if she insisted on giving birth to this child.
My mom hesitated and said she would discuss it with my dad. In the end, she decided to have an abortion.
But I didn't expect that my parents would hate me because of this child that was aborted, as it turned out to be a boy.
I looked at the woman in front of me, who was full of conflict, and slowly said, "It's up to you and Dad. After all, it's your child. How can I make decisions for you?"
"What if it's a boy?"
"What if the child is normal?"
When my mom heard me mention a boy, her eyes suddenly lit up.
A smile slowly appeared on her face.
"You're right. What if I have a boy?"
"We'll have a boy in our family now!"
After saying that, she hurriedly stood up and walked towards the room.
I watched my mom walk with a triumphant look on her face.
This time, I won't persuade you anymore. I have learned to respect your fate.
I heard her voice talking to my dad in the room.
I knew that they would definitely keep the boy alive.
For many years, I was the only child of my parents, not because they didn't want to have more, but because they couldn't.
Every time my mom got pregnant for a few months, she would have a miscarriage.
That's why she hated me so much after losing the only possible son.
My mom pulled my dad and hurriedly walked out. When she saw me sitting on the sofa, she was stunned, "Why haven't you left yet?"
My dad pulled my mom and signaled her that she said the wrong thing.
My mom looked a bit embarrassed.
I chuckled lightly, "I'll be back soon. The company has been busy lately. Mom, take care of yourself."
My dad casually nodded, "Okay, we got it."
I didn't stay at home for long before my dad called me back.
He said we were going to have a dinner.
It seemed that they already knew that it might be a boy.
Arriving at the private room in the restaurant, I saw my mom sitting on the sofa in the middle like a queen.
She even supported her waist with one hand.
My dad was laughing heartily on the other side, bragging to our relatives while smoking everywhere.
He completely ignored my mom, who was holding her baby bump and coughing from the smoke.
When she saw me, my mom quickly gave me a pleading look.
She wanted me to stop my dad.
I pretended not to see and silently chose a seat farthest away from them.
Cherished life and stayed away from secondhand smoke.
My mom's face stiffened, but she couldn't say anything in public.
She could only silently endure everything.
After a while, it seemed like everyone just noticed me.
"Rachel is here. You have grown up so much."
My dad looked at me with the eyes of that relative. "Of course, she's already working. In the future, when her younger brother is born, she can help us."
"This is your only younger brother."
I kept the smile on my face when I heard what my dad said.
Shame on you!
I knew they would come up with this.
Apart from not wanting to let go of their hard-earned son, they must think I can provide them.
I put on a fake smile. "You're wrong. I only earn a little money every month. I'm afraid I can't even afford diapers."
"It's already good enough that I'm not asking for your support."
"By the way, I've been thinking about renting a house closer to my company. The current one is too far away. Mom, Dad, can you help me?"
My parents seemed surprised by what I said and looked at each other for a moment.
In my previous life, I would agree to it.
But they didn't know that I was not the daughter they used to be.
This time, I wanted to see what kind of son they could have without my interference.
My parents were afraid that I would ask them for money, so they quickly changed the topic.
After finishing this meal, I went back to work.
I stayed up late to finish a proposal, and then I received a call from my dad.
"Rachel, your mom is having a hard time being pregnant this time. You should take a few days off tomorrow to take care of her!"
I relaxed and lay on my chair, closing my eyes and listening to what my dad said.
In my previous life, my mom didn't give birth to this child, but my dad did the same.
My dad made all kinds of excuses for me to go home and take care of my mom.
I was forced to take a long vacation to look after her.
Because of this, I lost a promotion opportunity.
It seemed that my father couldn't stand the trouble during my mother's pregnancy.
It made me laugh. Wasn't this boy what they wanted?
Now they needed me?
I rubbed my eyebrows.
"I can't go back. The company has been busy lately. I work overtime every day. How can I ask for leave when everyone is busy?"
My father became a little anxious when he heard what I said. "You only care about your work. You are busy when asked to come back! You don’t care about your mom anymore?"
"We raised you for nothing. Your mom was so hard during pregnancy. You neither go home nor send us money. Do you treat us as your parents?"
I sneered in my heart. "That's pregnancy. My mom's been a little unstable lately. But, Dad, please bear with her. After all, my mother is carrying your only boy, the one to carry on the family line in the future."
My dad stopped talking and remained silent on the other end.
After a while, he said, "Remember to send money home. Why haven't you sent any money home in the past few months?"
"Oh, I moved to a new house. The rent has increased a lot. By the way, I've been taking leave all the time. How can I get the salary?"
My dad felt guilty and said, "Isn't that your mom being pregnant?"
Before I could say anything, I heard my mom shouting at my dad on the other end of the phone.
My dad cursed in a low voice, "Fuck off. What a nagging woman!"
"For God's sake!"
Then the phone was hung up.
I raised an eyebrow.
It seemed that there would be something interesting in the future.
My mom had always been a stickler.
In my previous life, when I went back to take care of her, I was exhausted and lost a lot of weight due to her constant fuss.
There was no escape.
Whenever she was in discomfort, she shouted and cried with grievances.
When someone came to see her, she spoke vaguely about all her faults, seemed like I abused her.
Everyone looked at me with strange eyes.
When my aunt left, she held my hand and said earnestly, "Rachel, your mother just lost her baby. You must not mistreat her. Your mom only has you. If you don't treat her well, how can she live in the future?"
I really couldn't explain it even if I had a mouth.
Analyzing it carefully, I thought that my parents had already hated me a long time ago.
They were deliberately messing with me.
Well, they could hurt each other now.
Since she was willing to have a baby regardless of her health, I didn't persuade her anymore.
I was working peacefully in the company.
In my previous life, I had missed the promotion opportunity because I had taken care of her. But now, I achieved it.
In the evening, I treated my teammates to dinner and had something fun.
In the restaurant, when I went to the restroom, I unexpectedly saw someone who shouldn't be there.
That was my dad.
Why was he here?
I quietly followed and saw my dad sitting next to a woman.
Holy shit!
I sneaked closer to eavesdrop.
"What's going on with your wife? You have promised to marry me. Why are you postponing it again?!"
My dad smiled ingratiatingly. "That's a son. I haven't had a son in decades. I'll divorce that old hag as soon as she gives birth to the child!"
I took out my phone and secretly took a photo.
I went to a place where there was no one and called my mom.
"Mom? Is dad at home?"
"Why are you looking for your dad? He went out to buy candied nuts for me. He's not at home. I tell you, don't ask us for money if you're broke. We don't have any money."
After saying that, my mom hung up the phone.
I counted the days. My mom was about to give birth.
I wondered what would happen if my mom found out that my dad was cheating on her.
When I saw my mother again, she was lying in a hospital bed.
In the cradle next to her was her son, whom she had struggled to give birth to.
I came out of the doctor's office and couldn't help but burst into laughter at what the doctor had said.
In my previous life, for their sake, I persuaded them to have an abortion rather than to risk my mom's life and give birth to a mentally disabled child who couldn't take care of himself.
As a result, they hated me.
In this life, I won't stop them.
As expected, the boy was mentally disabled.
I wanted to see if they were still as united as before.