My Husband Left Me in My Late Pregnancy on The Highway For A Murderer

On the seventh day of the New Year, my husband insisted on picking up a relative who was a murderer. He had just been released from prison.

He preferred to push me out of the car. My husband ignored the fact that I was eight months pregnant.

“You first wait here. I will come to pick you up later, okay?”

I was scared at that time. At first, I thought that I had misheard what he said. It was snowing heavily at night. The temperature was minus ten degrees Celsius.

I said, “It will take at least two hours for you to send them back. I'm pregnant, my love. I will freeze to death.”

Unexpectedly, my husband slapped me hard. I was shocked for a while. Even my parents-in-laws accused me of being ignorant.

“They are my uncle and aunt, Madeleine. They have watched me grow up since I was a child. You can't compare to them at all.”

He stepped on the accelerator. Then they left me on the highway. I called him countless times but he didn't answer.

Half an hour later, I was freezing and shivering, with blood pouring out from underneath me. I finally got through to the police.

“Hello, my car was stolen by a wanted murderer on the Pan American Highway.”

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“What? You want me to wait for you on the highway in the middle of nowhere? I'll freeze to death. I begged desperately at this time. Unfortunately, my husband, Jonathan Beadsworth, did not listen to me at all. He insisted on pushing me out of the car.”

I then passed out due to the cold. I didn't remember anything after that.

***

I didn't realize that it all came back to the seventh day of the New Year. We returned to work with my parents-in-law. We then met my husband's relatives at the expressway service area.

They were standing on the side of the road with large and small bags. My husband and my parents-in-law could not bear to see this scene.

Jonathan quickly stopped the car. He smiled and greeted them to welcome them to the car. But he scolded me in a serious tone to get out quickly.

I took a closer look for a while. I then recognized that the other party was Jonathan' uncle and aunt, Graziano Beadsworth and Abigail Reverie. I also knew that they had just been released from prison.

I was in a state of shock at that moment. I was holding on to the door of the car and refused to get out.

“Jonathan, do you still have humanity? It's minus ten degrees outside. Besides, they have killed people and have just been released from prison. How can you give them a ride now?”

Hearing what I said, he was furious and kicked me out of the car directly. Jonathan shouted, “Madeleine, how dare you talk like that? They are my uncle and aunt, who have watched me grow up. How can they be compared to you?”

I was shocked. He still looked at me angrily. 

“I'm not coming to pick you up, Madeleine. So get out of the car quickly. Don't blame me for not treating you well now.

At that moment, Graziano chimed in, “We've watched Jonathan grow up, Madeleine. You've only been married to him for a short time. How dare you talk to us like that? Do you really take yourself seriously?”

I fell to the ground in embarrassment. My abdomen was in severe pain. It made me struggle to stand up with all my strength.

But he didn't care about it at all. Instead, he helped his uncle to carry his things. Jonathan then asked them to get into the car quickly.

I stood by the snowy highway with my eight-month pregnant belly and thin clothes, shivering with cold. I looked at him in disbelief and pulled hard on the car door.

“Jonathan, are you really going to leave me here?”

Jonathan tugged at my hand. His nails snapped into my flesh. It was so painful. I had to retract my hand in pain.

“Madeleine, stop it. You just make trouble right now. I'm just dropping off my uncle and my aunt first, okay? I'll come pick you up later.”

Jonathan looked at me. His gaze was so deep into me at that time.

“I'm not going to leave you here, Madeleine. Why don't you wait here patiently or stop the car and go back yourself?”

His words were like knives. My husband stabbed my heart slowly until it dripped with blood.

My eyes were blurred by tears. I couldn't help but let them fall down my cheeks.

I was on a highway in the middle of nowhere. It was so late. The weather was terrible. It was snowing heavily. I couldn't hold on for long.

In my heart I said, ‘I actually have to stop a car, right? Who will stop to pick me up? He didn't think about anything for me, he just wanted to leave me behind.’

I shouted, “No, don't leave me. Please, don’t leave me alone here. I'm still pregnant with your child, Jonathan. I'll have a miscarriage if I stay here. This situation is bad for my health.”

Jonathan’s uncle and aunt were in the backseat of the car. Abigail chimed in, “Don't be so melodramatic, Madeleine. You're just waiting here for a while. Don’t be panic.”

Jonathan said, “You won't really freeze to death, you won't die when I come to pick you up later. Stop making trouble.”