He no longer bought me food when he came home, but instead, he bought all kinds of delicious food for Joy every day, like coffee, barbecue, and seafood.
"Joy works hard by taking care of the baby. She deserves to be rewarded.
"You need to breastfeed, so you can't eat these. Go into the room, otherwise you'll get hungry."
Joy drank the coffee loudly as if she deliberately wanted me to hear.
She did it on purpose, but I didn't mind.
When Stephen peeled a crab and fed it to her, I secretly took a photo with my phone from under the door crack.
5
Joy was becoming more and more unscrupulous.
She walked around in her pajamas in front of Stephen and often left the door open when using the bathroom.
I didn't eat a single bite of the precious nutriment that my parents sent in the refrigerator. She ate it all.
She locked me in a room without air conditioning on the hottest day, saying that since I had just given birth, I shouldn't be in such an environment.
She broke my expensive skincare products and didn't let me put anything on my face so as not to affect breastfeeding.
If Stephen knocked on my door and said something to me, she'd immediately come over and separate us.
She often messed up my wardrobe.