But he still saw me as a full-time housewife, and he didn't take care of any chores when he came back.
I was busy all the time, and although I felt physically uncomfortable, I didn't have time to go to the hospital for a check-up but relied on painkillers.
The tumor in my body was already serious.
I once felt so much pain that I knelt and hugged my knees, squeezing my stomach with force. I was unable to say a word.
My husband looked at me coldly, then turned and went upstairs without looking back.
In this life, he was still treating me the same way.
Jennifer looked at me playfully, waiting for me to be dragged away by my husband.
I grabbed Eric's arm and slapped him hard with the other hand.
"Do you have the right to decide how the money is spent?"
My husband didn't expect that I would slap him.
Jennifer exclaimed, making my husband feel even more embarrassed.
He glared at me and raised his hand. "You are going too far! Have you forgotten who is the bread winner?"
Men had better physical fitness than women.
But their crotches were always their weaknesses.
Before his slap fell, I raised my knee.
My husband covered his crotch and slowly knelt.