On the fifth day of my postpartum recovery, my husband suddenly brought his mistress into the VIP postpartum suite. He yanked off my blanket and forcibly exposed my engorged chest to the air. "Her kid just got weaned and is throwing tantrums. You've got plenty of milk---hurry up and pump a bowl to feed him!" He moved toward me with a breast pump without any regard, his eyes looking at me like I was a free dairy cow. I desperately tried to cover my chest, but he pinned my wrists to the bed with a death grip. His mistress stood beside him holding a bowl, smacking her lips with malicious intent. "Summer, you're a mother now. Can't you even spare some milk? How can you bear to watch my child go hungry?" In my panic, I grabbed the scalding hot chicken soup that had just been delivered to my bedside and threw it at them. "Then have this bowl of soup too!" "Murder!" The boiling chicken soup, meat and all, hit her face. The greasy broth dripped down. Ethan raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face without hesitation. "Summer, are you insane?!" My ears rang. I stared in disbelief at this man I'd been with for years. "You dare hit me?" Ethan's face was full of rage as he pointed at my nose and cursed. "So what if I hit you? Look at what you've done!" "Rose came here out of the goodness of her heart to see you. Fine, you won't give milk, but then you throw boiling water on her!" "How can a woman be so vicious? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?" Rose covered her face and rolled on the ground. "Oh my face! It's ruined!" "Ethan, your wife is too cruel. I just felt bad that my little Toby had no milk to drink!" "She's so engorged---what's wrong with pumping out a little? It's not like we're asking her to die!" "I think she just looks down on us poor relatives from the countryside. She despises us!" Ethan grabbed my collar and yanked me up from the bed. "Summer, get on your knees and apologize to Rose right now!" "If you don't make Rose happy today, forget about finishing your postpartum recovery!" I looked at him coldly. "Ethan, did they inject progesterone shots into your brain?" "I'm your wife. I just gave birth to your daughter five days ago!" "You bring another woman into my room, forcibly strip my clothes, and want to feed my milk to a three-year-old?" "You call that human behavior?" Ethan showed no remorse. "So what if he's three? Three-year-olds need nutrition too!" "Your milk would just go to waste anyway. Might as well feed it to my nephew to boost his brain." "Besides, Rose has doted on me since I was little. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today." "You married me, so you have to honor her with me. That's the rule of the Anderson family!" I laughed bitterly. "Honor her? With my breast milk?" "Ethan, are you sick? If you're sick, go get treatment. Don't act crazy here!" As I spoke, I reached for the call button by the bed. Ethan was quick. He grabbed the cord and yanked it hard. "Want to call for help? You think this isn't embarrassing enough? I'm the one who's embarrassed!" "Let me tell you, Summer---today you're pumping that milk whether you like it or not!" He turned to look at Rose, still playing dead on the floor. "Rose, stop crying. Grab the breast pump." "I'll hold her down, you pump it. We're bringing back a bowl for Toby no matter what." Hearing this, Rose immediately scrambled up from the floor. "Ethan really does care about me. Summer, don't take this the wrong way, but women are just milk-producing tools after having kids. Now that you're producing, who cares who drinks it?" I struggled desperately, kicking and crawling toward the corner of the bed. "Get away from me! Don't touch me!" "This is illegal! I'm calling the police!" Ethan pounced on me, his knee pressing hard on my freshly sutured abdomen. "Call the police? Go ahead! Can the police stop a husband from having his wife pump milk?" "You're just a selfish, poisonous woman who won't even make this small sacrifice!" He pinned my hands down, twisting my arms behind my head. Rose took the opportunity to lunge forward and rip open my hospital gown.
"Ethan, if you let her touch me today, I will never forgive you!" Ethan snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain. "Never forgive me? You're just a receptionist. Without me, could you even survive?" "If I hadn't been charitable enough to marry you, you'd still be starving in some rental apartment!" "This VIP postpartum suite costs eighteen thousand a day, and my mother paid for it. What right do you have to make a scene here?" Eighteen thousand a day, paid by his mother? Absolutely ridiculous. Just as Rose's breast pump was about to touch me, urgent knocking suddenly came from outside. "Is the patient in room 602 okay? Did someone press the call button?" A nurse's voice came from outside the door. Ethan put on a gentle, refined smile and went to open the door. "Nurse, it's nothing." "My wife just gave birth and her emotions are unstable. She accidentally touched the cord." The nurse looked inside suspiciously, her gaze landing on Rose's oil-stained clothes. "What happened to this lady?" Ethan sighed, putting on a helpless expression. "My wife has postpartum depression and a bad temper. She just threw soup on Rose." "We're trying to calm her down. I'm so sorry for the trouble." The nurse looked at me lying pale in the bed. "Emotional fluctuations after childbirth are normal. Family members need to be understanding." "However, if there are violent tendencies, I suggest bringing in a psychologist." I used all my strength to call for help. "Help me! He's abusing me!" But my voice was extremely weak. Ethan walked over and held my hand with fake concern. "Summer, I know you're suffering. Stop talking nonsense." "Nurse, you can go ahead. I'll take good care of her." The nurse nodded and closed the door as she left. The moment the door closed, the tenderness on Ethan's face vanished instantly. "Smart move, not saying anything crazy." "Otherwise I'll send you to a mental hospital where you'll never see your daughter again!" I didn't argue back. Fighting head-on now would only hurt me more. Just then, the hospital room door was pushed open again. My mother-in-law, Martha, walked in carrying large bags. "Oh my goodness, Rose, what happened to you?" Rose immediately threw herself at Martha, crying dramatically. "Martha, you have to help me!" "I came to see her out of kindness, and not only won't she feed Toby, she threw boiling soup on me!" "If my face is ruined, how can I face people?" Martha immediately pointed at my nose and started cursing. "Summer, you dare hit my niece?" "We let you stay in such a nice place---did we bring you here to be some pampered young mistress?" "Rose came all this way. What's wrong with asking you for some milk?" "Your milk is so fishy anyway. My Toby drinking it is doing you a favor!" I endured the pain from my incision and asked hoarsely: "Ethan said you paid for this VIP postpartum suite?" Martha hesitated, her eyes dodging. "Of course! If I didn't pay, did you?" "Your pathetic monthly salary couldn't even afford the toilet here!" A mocking smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. "Really? Then I'll check the payment records tomorrow to see exactly who paid." Ethan impatiently grabbed Martha's arm. "Martha, don't bother with her. She's a lunatic right now."
Ethan turned to look at Rose, his tone ingratiating. "Rose, I'm really sorry about today. She's so emotional right now, her milk probably isn't good anyway." "If Toby drinks it and gets indigestion, that would be bad." "Why don't you go take a shower and change clothes? Stay here tonight." My eyes flew open. "What did you say? Let her stay here?" This was a single VIP suite. Although there was a caregiver bed, it absolutely couldn't accommodate a third person. Ethan rolled his eyes at me, his tone matter-of-fact. "Why not? This room is so big---leaving it empty is wasteful." "Rose took an overnight bus to come see you. You want her to stay in a hotel? That costs money!" "Besides, Rose has had a child. She has experience. She can stay and help take care of you during recovery." I laughed coldly. "Take care of me? Is she here to take care of me or to drain me dry?" Martha slammed her hand on the bedside table. "Summer, don't be so ungrateful!" "Rose staying is an honor for you. Don't be ignorant of your blessings." "It's settled. Rose sleeps on the caregiver bed, Ethan sleeps on the couch." "As for you, don't moan and groan at night and disturb their sleep!" Ethan opened the premium postpartum meal that had just been delivered and started eating with his fork. "The food at this VIP postpartum suite really is good. Better than restaurants outside." I watched him eat with gusto. "That's my postpartum meal. I haven't eaten yet." Ethan didn't even look up. "You just threw soup everywhere. You're probably too upset to eat anyway." "This stuff gets fishy when it's cold. Me eating it for you is saving food." "Besides, you only gave birth to a useless daughter. What's the point of eating so well? Whether you supplement or not makes no difference." Rose walked out of the bathroom wearing my pajamas, staring at the empty plates and swallowing. "Oh my, Ethan, you ate it all? You didn't leave me any." Ethan wiped his mouth. "Rose, there's bone broth in the kitchen. I'll get it for you." He actually ran to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of premium bone broth. It was specially prepared by the hospital to replenish my blood and qi. Rose picked up the bowl and frowned in disgust. "What is this stuff? It's all slimy. Looks disgusting." Ethan quickly explained. "Rose, this is good stuff!" "Women who eat it get beauty benefits. Hurry and try it." Rose picked up the spoon and was about to put it in her mouth. The hospital room door suddenly burst open as a chubby kid charged in. "Mommy! I want meat! I want meat!" This was Rose's three-year-old son, Toby. He slammed into Rose's legs, nearly knocking over the bone broth. "Oh my precious baby, how did you get in here?" At the door, an old woman with a fierce face, Edna, poked her head in. "The security guards at this hospital are so blind. They wouldn't let me in. Luckily my clever grandson snuck in when they weren't looking." I looked at this whole clan of people and felt my temples throbbing. "Ethan, get them out of here immediately! This is a VIP postpartum suite, not your village marketplace!" Ethan's face darkened. "You shut up! This is Rose's mother-in-law. How dare you talk like that?" Toby saw the bone broth in Rose's hands and immediately reached for it. "I want that! I want it!" Rose quickly handed the bowl over. "Okay, okay, Toby eat it. Eat more to grow tall." Toby scooped a big spoonful into his mouth. The next second, he spat it all out onto the carpet. "Disgusting! What is this garbage!"
Crash! The porcelain bowl shattered on the floor. I looked at the mess and shouted sternly. "You spoiled brat! Do you have any manners?!" Toby was startled by my voice, then immediately burst into loud tears. "Bad lady yelled at me! Bad lady!" Rose immediately hugged her son protectively and yelled at me. "Summer, what are you doing? You're an adult picking on a child?" "It's just a broken bowl! Toby's a boy---him breaking your bowl brings you good fortune!" Edna also charged forward, pointing at my nose. "That's right! Our Toby is the only boy in our family. He's precious!" "You only gave birth to a useless daughter. What right do you have to yell at my grandson?" Not only did Ethan not stop them, he stepped forward. "Summer, apologize to Toby right now. You scared him. If he has nightmares tonight, I won't let this go!" This was the simple, honest family I once believed in. "Apologize?" "Dream on." Ethan's patience seemed completely exhausted as he rushed over and ripped off my blanket. "Fine, you won't apologize?" "I think you've gotten too comfortable in this VIP room and forgotten who you are!" He turned to Rose and Edna. "Rose, Edna, you sleep in this bed tonight." "This mattress is imported, really soft. Perfect for Toby." Rose's eyes lit up as she immediately carried Toby over. "Oh my, how could I?" Despite her words, she'd already plopped down on the edge of the bed. I was horrified, clutching the sheets desperately. "Are you insane? This is my hospital bed!" Ethan grabbed my neck and started dragging me off the bed. "Your hospital bed?" "You're a useless woman who gave birth to a girl. What business do you have in a VIP room? Go sleep on the benches in the hallway!" I'd just had a C-section five days ago. The wound wasn't fully healed yet. Being dragged so roughly, a tearing pain shot through my abdomen. I broke out in a cold sweat, my hands desperately clawing at his. "Ethan, this is attempted murder!" Ethan winced but instead of letting go, he pressed me harder to the floor. "Murder? I'm disciplining my disobedient wife!" "If you don't give up that bed today and pump that milk, I'll beat you to death!" Rose fanned the flames gleefully from the side. "Ethan, you have to be harsh with women like this." "If you don't beat them, they won't behave. Once you beat them into submission, they'll know how to serve people." Edna chimed in. "Exactly! In our village, what woman doesn't get back to work right after giving birth?" "She's the only one who's so delicate, staying in some VIP postpartum suite. Bah!" I hit the cold floor hard. My wound split open. Blood stained my hospital gown. I stared at Ethan with eyes full of hatred. "Ethan, you're going to regret this." Ethan looked down at me from above, his eyes full of contempt. "Regret? The biggest regret of my life was marrying you!" "You think you're something special?" "I'll tell you the truth---I've been sick of your high-and-mighty act for a long time!" "Once you finish postpartum recovery, get the hell out of my house. You leave with nothing!" As he spoke, he raised his foot, about to kick my stomach. Rose shouted excitedly from the side. "Kick her! Teach her a lesson!" Just as Ethan's foot was about to land in that critical moment--- BANG! The heavy solid wood door was kicked off its hinges. The door slammed into the wall with a deafening crash. "Who are you telling to leave with nothing?" Ethan shuddered, his foot frozen in midair. Everyone in the room turned around in terror.
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