“I hate you” I muttered as tears rolled down from my eyes. He’s doing this to me without a limit. I just can’t understand why he’s doing this without even caring about anything. I wiped my tears and looked away as he finally got off my body.
Covering me with the quilt he looked at me, I don’t know why I always felt his eyes were strange. They are just.. I don’t know how to describe it. He raised his arm and slowly placed it on my face. Then he caressed my cheek but I didn’t want to. I just slapped his hand away and sat up on the bed.
“You’ve touched me enough, bastard. No matter how many times you do this to me but trust me there won’t be a child and even if there’s a child I will never give birth. I already have three children and there won’t be a next”
I yelled at him and got off the bed, I would just kill myself if I got pregnant with this man. How dare he treat me like this?
“Really? Then you will lose that little girl of you at the same time” he again stabbed my weak point. My bod