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The Jealousy of My Husband's Sister

The Jealousy of My Husband's Sister

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"My sister-in-law and I were pregnant around the same time, so we planned to go for our last prenatal check-up together. After learning that I was having a boy, my sister-in-law, who had never been able to have a boy, pressed on my belly and spun it around, using the excuse of feeling the baby. In the middle of the night, I experienced contractions, and the baby's umbilical cord got tangled, resulting in a stillbirth. My mother-in-law scolded me, saying I was unfortunate and had caused the death of her grandson. My husband angrily blamed me, saying, 'Now I understand why your father hit you. You're useless; you can't even take care of the baby in your belly. What good are you?' I was so upset that I bled heavily and died on the hospital bed. When I opened my eyes again, my sister-in-law was pulling me out of the ultrasound room, asking if I was having a boy or a girl. I gently touched my belly, my face filled with disappointment, and said, 'It's a girl.' My sister-in-law forced down the corners of her mouth that were about to lift in a smile and pretended to comfort me. But she didn't see the smile that I couldn't help but show at the corners of my mouth when I looked down."

Chapter 1

"It's a boy. And he's very healthy. You can come to the hospital before you're going to be in labor."

After thanking the doctor, I struggled to support myself up and walked out of the ultrasound room.

The moment I stepped out, Vivian Wallace, who was also heavily pregnant, hurried over to me, her voice filled with urgency. "Phoebe, did the doctor tell you if it's a boy or a girl?"

I gently caressed my belly, thinking about the healthy baby inside, my expression softening. "It's a healthy baby boy."

At that moment, I was so focused on the baby in my belly that I didn't notice the slightly crazed look in Vivian's eyes as she stared at my stomach.

"You're back! So, is it a boy or a girl?" Jennifer came out of the her room as soon as she noticed we returned, immediately asking about the baby's gender.

I didn't answer right away but instead glanced at Vivian.

When Vivian had come out of the ultrasound room earlier, her face turned sour. I hadn't wanted to upset her further, so I had gone straight into the ultrasound room without saying anything.

Seeing that neither of us was responding, Jennifer grew impatient. "Phoebe, you tell me first."

I looked at Jennifer's gaze filled with expectation, then at Vivian, before slowly opening my mouth. "It's a boy."

Jennifer's previously irritated expression instantly softened into a beaming smile. She grabbed my hand and led me to the sofa. "That's wonderful! This is the first grandson in the family! Phoebe, I'll make some nourishing food for you right away to keep you and the baby healthy."

As she headed toward the kitchen, Jennifer suddenly remembered Vivian, who was still standing by the door.

Noticing her eyes, red and brimming with tears, Jennifer immediately realized what had happened. She pulled Vivian into the kitchen to comfort her in a hushed voice.

Vivian had been married for three years. Her first pregnancy had been a girl, but shortly after the ultrasound revealed the gender, the baby was stillborn.

Her husband had been furious that she was carrying a girl and often lashed out at her, both verbally and physically.

After trying countless methods to improve her chances of conceiving a boy, Vivian had convinced herself that this time, she was carrying a boy. But the ultrasound results had shattered her hopes.

When Vivian came out of the kitchen, she sat silently beside me. I wanted to comfort her several times, but I couldn't find the right words.

As I took a sip of water, Vivian's hand suddenly rested on my belly.

Startled, I looked at her, but she simply smiled. "Phoebe, let me touch my little nephew for some luck. Maybe my next baby will be a boy."

Her hand moved in circles over my belly, pressing down with increasing force. Unable to bear it, I swatted her hand away.

That night, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen and broke out in a cold sweat. I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance.

The baby's umbilical cord had become knotted in the womb, and by the time we reached the hospital, there was no heartbeat.

After the surgery, I was wheeled into the recovery room. Ethan stood at the foot of my bed, despite the presence of the doctors and nurses, and began berating me. "You don't even need to work. All I want is for you to take care of the baby. But the baby died in your belly. What a loser you are."

A doctor stepped in to intervene. "She just had surgery and shouldn't be emotionally agitated. Please try to be more understanding."

With that, the doctor and nurses left the room.

But Ethan wasn't done. He pointed at me and continued to yell at me. "Now I understand why your father was so hard on you. You're completely useless! You couldn't even take care of the baby in your womb. What good are you for?"

I stared at Ethan in disbelief, refusing to believe he would say such things to me.

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1 Chapter 1
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2 Chapter 2
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3 Chapter 3
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4 Chapter 4
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5 Chapter 5
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6 Chapter 6
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7 Chapter 7
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8 Chapter 8
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