Chapter 1 — Pregnant for 280 Days, I Used a Notebook to Reclaim My Whole Life

Pregnant for 280 Days, Husband Salary 2 Million Yuan a Year Still Didn't Give Me a Dollar, After Giving Birth I Straight Away Divorced Pregnant for 280 days. I have never spent a single penny from my husband. He has an annual salary of 2 million yuan, but I don't know his salary card password. I paid for the prenatal check-up myself, and I even swiped my card for the pregnancy milk. I only asked for money once. He didn't even bother to raise his head and said coldly:

"Where are you going to work if you need money?"

I don't argue. Don't make a fuss either. Just quietly remember each debt, each penny. On the day of giving birth. He entered the hospital room, his tone seemed to be commanding:

"After confinement ends, from tomorrow you can rest assured that you can be a full-time housewife."

I was lying on the hospital bed, my whole body was still weak. Smiling softly. Then just answer him with one sentence. The color of his face. In an instant, he turned white. On the day I was twelve weeks pregnant, Gu Chengze transferred me 600 yuan. The note has only three words: Compensation. I stared at the phone screen for a long time. Finally, take a screenshot of that transfer, then save it to a newly created album. The album name is very simple. He sat across from me at the dining table, shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, eyes intently watching the financial news. I put down the phone and asked him:

"The prenatal check-up package costs 3,800 yuan. When it's convenient, can you send it to me?"

Co Thua Trach didn't even bother to raise his eyes.

"Don't you still have savings?"

The chopsticks in my hand stopped in mid-air.

"This is your prenatal check-up fee."

He calmly replied:

"You are mine too."

That moment. The air in the living room felt like it had just been soaked in ice water. I lowered my head to look at the bowl of porridge in front of me, my stomach suddenly churning. I stood up and ran to the bathroom, vomiting until my eyes were red, holding on to the edge of the sink to breathe. In the mirror. My face was pale, my forehead was covered in cold sweat. Outside, the sound of the TV was still ringing steadily. Co Thua Trach never entered. His yearly salary is 2 million yuan. He personally said that to my parents before we got married. At that time, he stood in my living room, wearing a neat suit, with a mature tone. He said:

"I will take good care of Tri Dao, absolutely will not let her suffer any resentment."

My mother listened, her eyes turned red, and she secretly pulled me into the kitchen.

"The conditions are good and responsible. You won't have to live a hard life in the future."

I also believe. The third month after getting married, I became pregnant. Co Thua Trach's first reaction was not to hug me. It's not like I asked if I was uncomfortable. Instead, he frowned and said:

"That fast?"

I held a pregnancy test in my hand. The smile stiffened on his lips.

"Aren't you happy?"

He loosened his tie and sat down on the sofa.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that my plans were mixed up."

He said it right when the company was considering a promotion. For the past two years, he couldn't be distracted. I thought he was just under too much pressure. I even found reasons to justify him. After each time he was cold, I said one more sentence to myself. He's just so tired. Until the first prenatal visit. The doctor told me to fill out maternity documents and pay the fee. The cashier counter reads the amount to be paid. On reflex, I texted him. Three minutes later. He only answered with two words. I stood in the middle of the hospital lobby. All around were pregnant women being guided step by step by their husbands. Someone is asking his wife if she is thirsty. Someone squatted down to tie his wife's shoe laces. I gently stroked my belly. The belly is not yet clearly visible. Then quietly swipe your own card. The sound of the machine announcing successful payment. Like a blade gently cutting into my heart. Come home. I clipped the payment receipt into my file bag. The next day. I started taking notes. Prenatal check-up fee: 3,820 yuan. Folic acid: 79 yuan. Pregnant milk: 266 yuan. Taxi fare to the hospital: 48 yuan. Every single account. I clearly state the date, purpose and payment method. I just want to remind myself. Don't foolishly hope anymore. Only later did I understand. Those receipts and screenshots. Will become the final retreat that I prepare for myself. By the fourth month of pregnancy. My morning sickness just got a little better. Ngo Phuong Cam carried two bags of fruit to the house. Just walked in the door. She looked right at my stomach.

"Why doesn't my belly look big yet?"

"The doctor said it's normal."

She placed two bags of fruit on the tea table. Then turned to ask Co Thua Trach:

"How does it normally eat?"

Co Thua Trach still bowed his head while texting and casually replied:

"If you want to eat something, buy it yourself."

I couldn't help but look at him. Ngo Phuong Cam looked very satisfied.

"That's good. Pregnant women can't be too weak. In our time, we still went to work in the fields, and our children were still born healthy."

She sat down. Started making all kinds of rules for me. Do not order outside food. Do not turn on the air conditioner. Don't run to the hospital all day.

"Nowadays, hospitals are only good at scaring people. How much money each examination costs, who knows whether it's really necessary or not."

I didn't reply. Co Thua Trach raised his head again and said:

"What Mom said makes sense."

The hand holding my glass of water. Quietly tighten.

"The doctor told me to have a prenatal check-up on schedule."

Co Thua Trach looked at me, his tone began to lose patience.

"No one is stopping you from going to the doctor, just don't have to spend money for everything."

I smiled softly.

"So will you refund my money?"

The living room immediately fell silent. Two seconds later. Ngo Phuong Cam frowned tightly.

"A husband and wife still have such clear plans? Why is this girl so measured?"

Co Thua Trach put down the phone.

"Giang Tri Dao, where are you going to work if you need money?"

As soon as that sentence ended. The baby in my belly moved slightly. Like a small fish gliding across the water. But my whole body. Cold again from head to toe. I looked at Co Thua Trach.

"I didn't go to work today, because who told me to quit my job to take care of my pregnancy?"

He frowned.

"Isn't it for your own good?"

"It's good for me, so I don't even have the right to ask for money for prenatal check-ups?"