That night, Tian Sangsang slept alone. In the middle of the night, she sensed movement in the bed and realized Jiang Jinghuai had just returned. He used to hold her when they slept, his body warm against hers. But now, he slept farther away, leaving a cold, indifferent back between them.
Tian Sangsang felt her heart ache sharply. She placed her hand on her lower abdomen, feeling deeply aggrieved. She swore she hadn't thrown up on purpose—it should have been a joyful occasion. But instead, they thought the worst of her, without considering that she was just pregnant. Nobody thought about her pregnancy; all they focused on was her mother-in-law's car accident.
She wanted to say she was pregnant, but stubbornness held her back. Why did everything have to be her fault? Why must she humble herself?
Ever since she entered this household, she'd had enough of feeling unvalued and overlooked.
