I married into my husband's family from afar.

　　When I was 9 months pregnant, my parents passed away suddenly and I was devastated resulting in premature birth.

　　My mother-in-law did not even send me to the hospital after the water ran out. In the end, she slapped me in the ward with her hands on her hips.

　　"You jinx, your parents must die because of you, and you even gave birth to girl for me."

　　"Your parents are indeed dead, but you also won't others live? What a bad luck."

　　"Return the betrothal gift with interest to me and get lost!"

　　She bullied me because my parents are no longer alive and I married from far away. She thought no one will support me.

　　However, I sold her son and granddaughter's house overnight and went back to my parents' home.

　　…

　　I married far away, and I was nine months pregnant.

　　My mother-in-law told me in advance that she had to take care of my sister-in-law's son. She did not have time for me.

　　I was about to go back to my parents' home to give birth, but she said that no wife would go back to her parents' house to have a baby in this place.

　　She told me that if I went back, others would criticize me.

　　For the sake of family harmony, I decided to hire a nanny to take care of me and my kids.

　　Mom and Dad were worried about me, so they want to accompany me during the birth and take care of me.

　　However, they lived too far away. I don't want them to come.

　　They seemed to agree, but they secretly bought train tickets.

　　As a result.

　　A bolt from the blue struck me.

　　They had a car accident on the way and both of them died.

　　I held the phone and could not stop crying. I had to go back immediately.

　　I needed to be back immediately.

　　I booked the latest flight. I had to go back and see them for the last time.

　　When my mother-in-law came back from school with my sister-in-law's son, she walked around the kitchen and asked discontentedly.

　　"Why haven't the vegetables been cut yet?"

　　I was not in the mood to explain to her. I struggled to get up and was about to go back to my room to get my ID card.

　　But she stood in front of me.

　　"What's wrong with you? Can't you smell the burnt porridge in the pot?"

　　"Why are you still crying? Who are you acting like this for? My son is on a business trip and he cannot see you crying like this."

　　"I told you to cut the vegetables. How could you feel wronged just by cooking? Stop crying, are you crying because someone's dead?!"

　　Crying because someone's dead!

　　I came back to my senses.

　　I twitched as I spoke to her.

　　"Mom, my parents had a car accident. I'm going back."

　　She looked at me in disbelief.

　　"Are you crazy? If you want to go back to your parents' home, you don't have to curse your own parents."

　　"No, I really need to go back. They, they..."

　　I was so anxious that I choked with sobs and could not continue.

　　She looked at me tentatively.

　　"Are they really dead?"

　　I cried and nodded.

　　However, she suddenly laughed.

　　"Since they're really dead, you don't have to go back then. It's so far away. You can only see a handful of ashes when you go back. There's nothing."

　　I didn't know what she was talking about. I was just thinking about my mom and dad.

　　The word "crying because someone's dead" kept flashing in my mind.

　　I had to go back. I had to.

　　That was the only thought in my mind.

　　Seeing that I was about to leave, she blocked the door again.

　　"Don't you understand? They're already dead. There's no point in you going back."

　　"Hurry up and cook for us. Garry said he was hungry as soon as school was over. Don't starve my grandson."

　　Cooking? She was still ordering me to cook at this time. She was crazy.

　　I was so angry that I began to speak without thinking.

　　"Will he die if he does not have this meal? I'm not in the mood to cook for him now."

　　Hearing my words, she immediately glared at me fiercely.

　　"Are you out of mind? Why are you throwing a tantrum at us when your parents are dead?"

　　"Yes, they are dead, so what? We can't eat? We'll starve to death and go with them?"

　　"I didn't kill them."

　　The baby kicked me again in my belly. She must have felt my sadness and anger.

　　I did not want to waste too much time with them. I just wanted to go back to my parents and see them one last time.

　　However, Garry directly picked up the schoolbag on the table and threw it at me.

　　"I'm hungry, but you are still chattering here. Where's the chicken wings? Are they ready?"

　　His schoolbag just happened to hit my stomach.

　　There was a piercing pain in my stomach. I felt my stomach falling rapidly, and a warm current flowed between my legs.

　　I broke out in a cold sweat and grabbed the door frame.

　　"Mom, I, I'm going to give birth."

　　My mother-in-law ignored me and went straight to the kitchen.

　　"Garry, don't be angry. Grandma will make you chicken wings right away."

　　"If your vicious aunt doesn't cook for you, grandma will. How can I let my grandson starve?"

　　I could not stand still in pain and slid down the door frame to the ground.

　　The water flowed all over the ground.

　　I shouted.

　　"Mom, I'm going to give birth!"

　　She did not even stick her head out of the kitchen.

　　"Who are you kidding? It's only been nine months. Behave yourself."

　　"I'm so annoyed. I'm so busy every day that I can't even have dinner when I come back."

　　I could not catch my breath.

　　What was she busy with?

　　She was busy playing mahjong all day long.

　　She would play mahjong from the morning to the afternoon, then she went to pick Garry up and then went home for dinner.

　　What was she busy with?

　　I prepared the meal for her, but she was the one who was so busy.

　　She was busy eating, telling the public how hard she had worked and how good she had been to me.

　　A woman who played mahjong with her laughed at her.

　　"You are playing mahjong every day and still saying how good you are to your daughter-in-law? How can you take care of her?"

　　As she touched the mahjong, she said casually.

　　"I disturbed her rest at home and she drove me out."

　　My stomach hurt so much but my mobile phone was on the coffee table.

　　I asked Garry to help me get my phone. I wanted to call an ambulance.

　　He looked at me provocatively, picked up my phone, and began to play games.

　　"Humph! You deserve it if you don't make chicken wings for me."

　　I was in so much pain that I did not have any strength left. More and more water flowed down my body.

　　If I continued to delay, the child would suffocate in my belly.

　　I put my hand on my belly, leaned to one side, and crawled toward the kitchen little by little.

　　"Mom, mom, call the ambulance. I'm really going to give birth."

　　The sound of range hood operation in the kitchen completely drowned out my faint cry for help.

　　Garry held my phone and glared at me like a wild wolf.

　　"It's best if you're dead. My mother said that you deserve to die. If you're not here, this house will be ours and then mine alone."

　　I finally crawled to the kitchen door and was about to open it.

　　The door was pushed open by my mother-in-law.

　　"Garry, it's time to eat. Grandma made you chicken wings."

　　My stomach, which was already in great pain, was hit by the door.

　　It hurt even more now.

　　"Mom, mom..."

　　Only then did my mother-in-law seem to see me, but she was not in a hurry.

　　I lowered my body to take a look and massaged my stomach.

　　"It's so annoying to have a baby before the expected date... Won't the baby be in a incubator after coming out?”

　　"How much more is this going to cost us?"

　　"Jinx, you can't even keep the child in your belly."

　　I tugged on her pants and begged her.

　　"Mom, please call an ambulance for me and take me to the hospital."

　　She pulled my hand away and patted the hem of her pants.

　　"Don't worry. There's always a process to give birth."

　　"The water just broke. I can't wait any longer. Please, mom."

　　"He's your grandson! Aren't you worried at all?"

　　"What will Jensen think if he finds out that you're not sending me to the hospital?"

　　It would have been fine if I hadn't mentioned my husband. However, my words seemed to have ignited her anger.

　　She immediately put her hands on her hips.

　　"You jinx, aren't you just relying on the fact that my son loves you? You command him in everything."

　　"You are controlling him. It just so happens that he's not here now. I'll set some rules for you."

　　No, the child was coming out. If I arrived late, the child would definitely suffocate.

　　I could only continue to beg her. I really couldn't move now.

　　The water flowed out like a tap.

　　Marry came back at this time. I quickly looked at her for help.

　　But she looked at me with disdain and whispered to her mom.

　　My mother-in-law's mouth immediately opened and closed, spittle flying everywhere.

　　"Clara, if you want me to take you to the hospital now, you have to agree to my conditions."

　　I could only nod. There was nothing I could do.

　　"First of all, after giving birth to the child, your family of three will move out and live here for your sister-in-law and Garry."

　　"Second, return the 20,000 dollars betrothal gifts I gave you back then."

　　"Thirdly, your sister-in-law is now divorced. As Garry's uncle and aunt, you have to bear the responsibility of bringing him up."

　　"Give Garry 500 dollars every month until he turns to 18 years old."

　　I couldn't hear what she was saying anymore.

　　My eyes went into a trance as the figures overlapped.

　　There were a dozen of her in front of me counting the rules.

　　The neighbor passed by the door. When she heard me crying, she opened the half-closed door.

　　And she was shocked.

　　"Clara is about to give birth. Why don't you send her to the hospital?"

　　The evil mother-in-law immediately changed her face.

　　"Right, I'm going to call the ambulance."

　　Thanks to my neighbor, I was finally sent to the hospital.

　　The doctor scolded my evil mother-in-law loudly.

　　"Why did it take you so long to bring her here? The water is running out."

　　"If you were a little later, the baby and the lady would die."

　　My mother-in-law was still arguing.

　　"I just found that the water broke. I didn't expect it to flow so fast."

　　"When I gave birth to a baby, I only hired a helper at home. But I still gave birth to two fat children."

　　"Women nowadays are so delicate, they even have to go to the hospital."

　　The nurse glared at her, and I was sent directly to the operating room.

　　The old woman was still talking.

　　"Isn't she going into the delivery room? Children born by cesarean are not smart, they're stupid, they can't be born by cesarean, no..."

　　The nurse who had been holding the form for her to sign turned her head directly to me.

　　Yes, I signed for it myself.

　　Finally, my daughter was born successfully.

　　The doctor was sweating profusely.

　　"It's too dangerous. If you were a little later, even God wouldn't be able to save you."

　　While I was still conscious, I held on to my last breath.

　　I asked the doctor to call my husband.

　　When I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by my daughter's crying.

　　The anesthesia had not completely subsided, and my lower body had not reacted yet.