Shocked! Received a Diary From My Future Daughter!

When I walked out of the room after composing myself, Felix sprang up from the sofa, concerned.

"Baby, you haven't eaten anything all afternoon. You must be hungry. I cooked two small dishes. Come and have some."

My parents exchanged a glance and then retreated to their own room, giving us space.

I was indeed hungry, so I sat at the table and watched as Felix efficiently served the meal.

Until then, I had always thought he was the perfect boyfriend.

He remembered my birthday and all the important holidays, always preparing gifts for me.

He considered the fact that I stood for long periods during classes and would give me a foot bath and a massage at night.

Even if we had differing opinions and argued about something, he would always be the first to apologize.

He even accompanied my dad on fishing trips and helped my mom choose which outfit suited her best.

At that moment, a hint of doubt crept into my mind: Could there really be such a perfect man in the world, and that he had crossed paths with someone as ordinary as me?

Felix murmured, "Baby, did I upset you somehow?"

I had anticipated this question and took the opportunity to test him.

I sighed deeply and looked at him with a serious expression.

"A friend told me yesterday that she was beaten by her husband and ended up in the hospital. Felix, you're so good, but after we get married, you won't hit me, will you? I'm a little scared. No wonder so many girls choose not to get married."

Felix's expression hesitated for a moment. He touched his nose and then caressed my face, laughing awkwardly.

"Silly girl, why are you thinking such nonsense? You know what kind of person I am, don't you?"

During my college years, I took a psychology course and knew that when people were feeling guilty, they would scratch their ears, touch their foreheads or noses, or fidget with their feet.

What was he feeling guilty about? My heart sank.

I turned my head away, avoiding his touch.

"I'm feeling a bit panicked, Felix. I want to postpone the wedding. Will you be mad at me?"

Felix let out a sigh and smiled.

"I'll listen to you, but baby, can you not make me wait too long? I'm so eager to have a home with you."

I forced a smile and buried myself in my meal.

From then on, I often used the excuse of being too busy with the new school semester to turn down his invitations for dates.

Late at night, I flipped through Daisy's diary repeatedly.

Each time, I felt a deeper sense of fear and empathy.

It was as if I truly was the mother who had been abused to death.

I couldn't help but think, if I refused to marry Felix, would that poor girl be willing to come back to this world again?

That night, I had a strange dream. I dreamt that I was flying a kite with a little girl in the sunshine. We ran and laughed together, and she called me "Mom."

I woke up from the dream in a daze and found myself in the hospital.

Why did I come here? Should I abort or save her?

I sat in the fire escape for a long time, so long that I heard two familiar voices.

"I told you the hospital is just a money-making scam. It's all up to the divine healer. Felix, you need to find a way to make Katrina agree to marry and have a wedding for my grandson. That way, he will survive."

My whole body trembled. The tearful person speaking was none other than my kind, understanding, and loving prospective mother-in-law.

"I don't know what's gotten into her. She suddenly mentioned her friend being abused and is now hesitant about getting married. Isn't it normal for men to hit their wives? She better not push me too far, or else I'll..."

"Alright, stop. You need to endure a bit longer. The one in the house is useless now. We can't squeeze any more money out of her. Don't mess up the sure thing."

"I know, even if she refuses to marry now, I will find a way to get her dowry. When the time comes, she will have to marry."

Grandson? Wedding? Hitting wives is normal? Dowry?

Bang!

My entire body felt like it had been struck by lightning, and my scalp tingled.

I tried to take a deep breath, but it felt like I was sinking into the sea, struggling to breathe.

Was this Felix's true nature? How many more secrets was he hiding from me?

Daisy's diary mentioned that her mother had looked after another boy while she was pregnant, possibly the "grandson" mentioned by Katie.

Then who was the person in the house?

Daisy's diary also mentioned that I wasn't the first person to be abused to death by Felix.

A bold conjecture emerged in my mind, causing my entire heart to tremble.

The contents of the diary seemed to be gradually becoming a reality.

No, I would never be controlled by others.

Felix, this false gentleman, was nothing but a beast. I had to expose his evil deeds and ensure he faced the punishment he deserved!