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Chapter 5 

Aren’t I just a laughingstock? 

We’ve known each other for so many years, yet I had no idea when they started hooking up. 

Thinking back to when Emily and I used to mock David for being such a clueless guy, I thought she was on my side, worried that David couldn’t take good care of me. 

Now it seems she was probably subtly flaunting their relationship, telling me that she actually understood David better 

than I did. 

She probably never imagined I could be so stupid, never once suspecting her. 

I just can’t figure it out – if she liked David, why did she never fight for him, and still act like my friend? 

After I slowly recovered, leaning against the wall, I went straight home. 

After scheduling the abortion online, I went home to pack my things and headed to a hotel. 

I had nowhere else to go but the hotel. 

My mother, like me, had poor health and died from severe bleeding while giving birth to me. 

Later, my dad married a new mom. 

At first, I still had enough to eat and wear. But later, she had her own child. 

I started taking on all the housework, eating Susan’s leftovers every day. Only when Dad was home could I eat my fill. Back then, Dad cared about me and often slipped me pocket money, knowing I wasn’t getting enough to eat. 

Later, I was sent to boarding school. 

Once when I had a high fever, Ms. Harper notified my parents to take me to the hospital. 

“We have young children at home, don’t infect us. It’s better if you don’t come back this weekend either.” 

I cried to Dad, but he just said coldly, “Why are you so delicate? Why can’t you be more considerate of me and Susan? It’s just a fever. Take some medicine and you’ll be fine.” 

From that day on, I knew Dad had changed. 

I thought I’d never get married, until I met David Brooks. 

He always put me first. Even if I just got a tiny scratch, he’d be so worried he’d want to take me to the hospital. 

Through countless small gestures, I gave him my whole heart, never imagining I’d end up being cruelly abandoned. 

I touch my belly. 

I don’t want him to endure this kind of pain.