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“”
I looked at him excitedly, thinking he finally
believed me, but he pointed to the liquor on
the table.
“Evelyn, drink these bottles, and I’ll send
people to save your mother–in–law.”
My blood ran cold, I clenched my fists and
nodded.
“Okay! You’re on!”
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daughter. For her, I’d do anything.
My mother–in–law treated me like her own
I forced myself to drink the liquor.
My stomach burned, and I felt nauseous. Marco watched me mockingly, “As expected
of you, Evelyn. Even pregnant, you can drink.
If you’d just come to me earlier…”
Before he finished, I vomited, collapsing on
the floor.
A warm stream flowed between my legs, a
sharp pain tore through my abdomen.
“What’s wrong? You can’t even handle that?
You’ve only had one bottle. You’re not done
yet. Aren’t you close to your mother–in–law?
Why don’t you save her?”
Marco’s mocking words echoed, I struggled
to stand, but saw him on a video call with
Ethan White, the camera pointed at me.
In the video, Tiffany snuggled in Ethan’s arm’s,
playing with her dog, she feigned coyness,
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“Marco, this is the birthday surprise you
talked about? I love it.
“”
Ethan looked at me with disdain, “Evelyn,
you’ll do anything for this show. Have you
forgotten what happened last time? You dare
to try again. Do you need to lose your child to
learn your lesson?”
“I’m not acting!”
Then, I felt my abdomen sink, something was
leaving my body. Blood gushed from between
my legs.
I suddenly realized, the alcohol was laced with
abortion medication.
“Ethan, this is our child! He’s eight months
old!”
I cried out in anguish, but he only replied
coldly,
“You know how this child was conceived. It’s
better this way. You don’t deserve to have my
child. Only Tiffany can bear my children.”
I understood what he meant. To get a
grandson quickly, my mother–in–law slipped
something into Ethan’s milk. That’s how this
child came to be.
But Ethan always thought it was me, and no
matter how I explained, he wouldn’t listen.
So he’d been resentful, from the start of the
pregnancy, he had never given me a good
look, and he spent all his time with Tiffany,
saying he wanted to make it up to her.
Then, my sister–in–law sent a video of my
mother–in–law being abused.
in the video, my mother–in–law was bruised
and swollen, her legs were broken, separated
from her body.
She wailed in pain, “Ethan, Mom can’t take it
anymore, save me!”
I used every ounce of strength to show them
the video, only to receive Ethan’s colder
words,
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“Another scheme. You even made a fake
video. Your acting is impeccable!”
“I tell you, Evelyn, I won’t fall for your tricks
again!”
I lost all my strength and passed out.
When I woke up, I was at Tiffany’s dog’s
birthday party.
Ethan was putting his arm around Tiffany’s
shoulder, toasting with everyone, I struggled
to crawl to his side, grabbing his pants, “Ethan, you have to save Mom! Just believe me this once, Mom’s life is in your hands.”
Ignoring the excruciating pain, I didn’t want to
give up the last chance.
“Evelyn, you’re still acting!”
“She’s my mother. Do you think I would let
them kill her?”
