My name was Bailey, and I had been married for over three years without getting pregnant.

My period had been gone for half a month recently, so my husband's mother, Aurora, rushed me to the hospital for a check-up.

The doctor congratulated me on my pregnancy with certainty.

I was so shocked that I almost fainted.

How could this be possible?

I had secretly been taking birth control pills for the past three months to avoid getting pregnant, especially with a promotion opportunity coming up at work.

Additionally, I was preparing for a divorce after discovering my husband, Louis, was cheating on his sister, Juliet, and involved in loan-sharking, putting me in danger.

While I was worried, Aurora smiled. She spread the news to the family group on the way and carefully supported me all the way back home.

When we got home, my dog Coco ran to me as usual and wanted to jump into my arms and act cute.

But Aurora pushed me aside and kicked Coco, saying, "Get away, animal. Don't hurt my precious grandchild."

Coco seemed to understand, looking hurt, and walked away with his tail between his legs.

My heart broke for him, and I hugged Coco in my arms and stroked her head. "Don't be afraid, Mom will protect you."

But Aurora quickly intervened, scolding me for being close to the dog.

"Stay away from that animal. What if you bring germs to my precious grandson?"

"You're a college-educated person, but you're not as sensible as an old lady like me."

"You should send this dog away immediately."

Being pregnant already made me unhappy, and her words ignited my anger.

"If you dare to send the dog away, I won't have the baby."

Aurora's face changed, and she angrily waved her hands at me.

Coco, sensing my distress, rushed over and growled protectively at her.

The Border Collie was really smart. Whenever Aurora tried to reach out her hand, he bared his teeth and growled to prevent her from hurting me.

Aurora was scared, so she turned around and called her son to support her.

Louis came out of the room.

"Bailey, how can you say that? Mom only cares about you. If something happens to the baby, you'll regret it."

"Animals are animals, and we must distinguish between the primary and the secondary."

After a lecture, he helped Aurora sit and handed her a glass of water.

"Don't be angry with her, Mom. Pregnant women are emotionally unstable. She won't dare not give birth."

"I'll handle the dog situation; soon, you'll have a healthy grandson."

After saying this, he turned around and glared at Coco with a fierce look.

I was so angry that my blood pressure soared, and severe headaches, chest tightness, and other discomforts followed.

I retreated to my room and lay down with the help of the wall. Coco followed me in and lay down where I could reach him with my hand.

As I examined the pregnancy report, the word "pregnancy" loomed large, and I found myself torn between keeping the baby or having an abortion.

The more I thought about it, the worse my headache became.

In frustration, I crumpled the report and tossed it in the trash, deciding to think about it after a good night's sleep.

Little did I know that my indecision would lead to turmoil.

I hesitated for over a week about the baby, and my divorce plans stalled.

During this time, my neglectful husband focused on me and ignored Juliet, leading me to indulge in false happiness and almost forget the reality of his infidelity.

Aurora had changed her usual sarcastic and mean demeanor, pretending to be gentle and considerate, always finding ways to feed me delicious food while imposing restrictions.

One day, after work, I sensed something was off as soon as I opened the door.

Usually, Coco would always wait impatiently at the door. As long as the door opened a little, he would jump to greet me. But today he was unusually quiet.

An uneasy feeling grew in my chest, prompting me to rush inside without changing my shoes.

"Coco, mom is back."

When I entered the living room, I saw Louis and Aurora.

The atmosphere felt tense, and before I could react, Louis swung his fist at me. I instinctively covered my face, but the pain left me speechless.

In the next moment, he grabbed my collar and pushed me against the wall, shouting, "Bitch! How dare you cheat on someone behind my back?"

Furious at his accusations, I retorted, "Louis, are you insane? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Who is the adulterer? I was born sterile. Whose child is in your belly?" he yelled, his voice echoing.

I was even more confused. I swear I never cheated on someone.

"That's impossible! How long have we been married, and you just now discovered you were sterile?"

"You dare not admit it, huh? How shameless."

His glare was intense as he brandished a medical report and then slammed my head against the wall.

The pain made me dizzy and I cried out.

Suddenly, Coco's barking broke through. He must have sensed my distress and was scratching at the door, likely locked in another room.

Aurora was fanning the flames, cursing me without allowing me to defend myself. "Shameless bitch," she spat.

"It's my fault for letting this kind of woman into our family."

"Beat her to death. She deserves it." she continued, acting as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"She's been taking birth control pills, afraid of getting pregnant by another man. If I hadn't cleaned the room and found the pills, my son would still be wearing cuckolds."

With her words, Louis became more aggressive, tightening his grip on my neck.

Desperate to survive, I struggled and grabbed a vase from the table, smashing it to escape his hold.

Just then, Coco burst through the door, positioning himself protectively in front of me, his fur bristling.

Aurora was scared and took two steps back.

But Louis remained undeterred, still trying to hit me and demanding to know who the adulterer was. His fists came dangerously close, but Coco's growls kept him at bay.

"Get out of the way, or I'll kill you, you damn dog," he threatened.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

"Police, open the door."

Louis and Aurora exchanged glances, and then reluctantly opened the door.

Thankfully, Coco had shielded me, allowing me to secretly send a text message to the police.

When Louis was taken away for domestic violence, Aurora pointed at me and complained to me.

"Damn you! You got pregnant by another man and caused my son to be taken by the police. It's unfortunate for our family to marry such a vicious woman."

Ignoring her, I quickly packed a few clothes and dog food, taking Coco with me as I left that home.

I knew a hotel wouldn't allow dogs, so I boarded Coco at my regular pet store and rushed to the hospital for injury documentation. My experiences with my original family had taught me that I couldn't stay with a violent man. I had to leave this marriage.

The next morning, I received the news.

Louis's domestic violence incident was deemed less serious. He was only taken away for criticism and issued a warning letter.

I stared at my reflection for a long time, then touched a bruise on my forehead, which still hurt.

Last night, their insults and accusations rang in my ears.

After careful thought, I decided not to have the child.

Three days later, I returned to the hospital alone.

The doctor kindly asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"I've explained the risks. Sign when you're sure."

Without hesitation, I signed my name, reminding the doctor, "Please save the embryonic tissue after the abortion for a DNA test."

The moment I stepped into the operating room, my heart raced, and my hands were sweaty.

Regardless, the baby had been in me for over two months, and my soft-heartedness made it hard to let go.

I repeatedly convinced myself the baby wouldn't want to be born without a father or a complete family.

The painless abortion was quick. After anesthesia, I woke up in the general ward for observation.

However, the pain and cramps in my lower abdomen were intense, making it hard to sit or lie down.

Despite the procedure being straightforward, the waking pain was severe.

The company, knowing I had an abortion, granted me a week off.

During my recovery, I unexpectedly received a text from Louis.

"You're still out with another man. If you don't come home, believe it or not, I will divorce you?"

It was exactly what I wanted. Of course, I had to go back to sign the divorce agreement.

I sneered and put him on the blacklist.

The DNA test results arrived on the same day, and I eagerly took them back to my husband's home.

But as I opened the door, I was stunned.

Five tall men brushed past me, and I saw Louis kneeling, his face swollen, glasses on the ground, and blood at the corner of his mouth.

Aurora and Juliet were crouched behind him, trembling.

It was not difficult for me to guess what was happening at this moment. The loan shark that Louis had borrowed had come to collect the debt.

Not long ago, I had seen texts on his phone revealing he had not only fallen into a romance scam, but also that the 3 million dollars he was defrauded of was all high-interest loan debt.

He deserved it. I couldn't help but laugh at his stupidity.

I placed the divorce agreement before him, offering a pen.

"Sign it."

Louis couldn't believe it and started to talk nonsense.

"Do you think that if I sign, you can be with your adulterer?"

"A woman like you who is not disciplined, which man would dare to marry you after divorce?"

"If you kneel, apologize, and pay off my debt, we could still manage."

I wondered if Louis's brain was damaged by debt collection. If he didn't want to sign, then forget it. There was no point in talking nonsense with him. I could always sue for divorce due to domestic violence.

But he kept cursing me, which I found irritating, so I pulled out the DNA report and threw it at him.

"The child is indeed mine!" Louis could hardly believe it.

"That can't be! I was diagnosed with severe asthenospermia."

I laughed. It turned out he mistook his condition for infertility.

"Asthenospermia means there's still a 10% chance of pregnancy, not sterility..."

At that moment, I wanted to confront my past self for marrying such a foolish man.

As he turned back, he and his mother embraced joyfully, thrilled by the news.

However, I handed over the abortion form without any tact, "Congratulations on your extinction."