After I Got Rregnant, My Mother-in-law Gave Me Leftovers Every Day

My mother-in-law would feed me leftovers every day. At six months pregnant, my baby got food poisoning, and I miscarried.

The doctor said it was a pity; it had been a pair of fraternal twins.

My mother-in-law insisted that it was because I accidentally fell.

"You're pregnant, and you can't even walk properly. Oh, my poor grandson!"

My husband ignored my explanations and smothered me to death.

"Die, you wretch! How dare you cause the Shelton family to have no descendants!"

My soul floated in the air. I saw him, a month after my death, using my money to remarry and have another child.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I got pregnant.

***

"How long have you two been married? Why is there no sign of a baby yet?"

My mother-in-law spoke with clear dissatisfaction. In her eyes, having children was the primary duty of a woman.

"Mom, we're just enjoying our married life a bit longer. We can wait a couple of years before having kids."

I knew she was eager to have a grandchild and trying to reassure her not to worry. It would happen eventually.

My husband and I were both at a critical point in our careers and couldn't handle the responsibilities of a child right now.

Suddenly, my mother-in-law slammed her bowl and chopsticks on the table and started pointing at me, shouting.

"Nina, you're just selfish!"

"You can't just think about yourself."

"Have you considered how we, the elderly, feel?"

"We're here, taking care of you every day, all because we want a grandchild sooner."

"The Shelton family cannot let the bloodline end with you!"

Seeing my mother-in-law lose her temper, my husband urged me to quickly clean up the dishes.

"Don't worry, Mom. We'll make sure you have a grandchild soon."

Hearing her son's words, the mother-in-law calmed down a bit.

As I put away the dishes and wiped the table, I heard her say casually.

"You young people spend money so recklessly. I took all the condoms from your room and returned them to the convenience store downstairs."

I stopped what I was doing, shocked by her words.

She had not only gone through our room without permission but had also returned our contraceptives?

No wonder the convenience store owner looked at me strangely when I went to buy water today.

I tried to suppress my anger and said.

"Mom, why did you enter our room?"

Instead of feeling guilty, she became more self-righteous.

"This is my son's house. I can go in whenever I want!"

"Who are you to question me?"

"Right, son?"

Seeing that his mother was upset again.

My husband turned his frustration on me, giving me a displeased look.

"Just stop talking!" he snapped.

With her son backing her up, my mother-in-law became even more brazen and began her tirade.

"Back in our day, we didn't use things like that."

"A box costs dozens of bucks—enough to buy several pounds of meat."

"As a woman, it's only natural to have children."

"What you're doing is outrageous, you know?"

"When I got pregnant with Liam, I was only 18, and everyone in the village looked up to me."

That night, my husband broke all the plans we had agreed upon before.

He said that continuing the Shelton family line was the most important thing.

At that time, whenever my mother-in-law made trouble, I would just gaslight myself.

I even agreed to my husband's request to have a baby with her urging.