His Silent Bride

The man sat up and got the cigarette on the bedside table. With a "ding", in addition to the strong smell of decay, there was a faint smell of smoke in the air.

Alivia Harrison got out of bed in a daze, bent down to pick up the nightgown that had been thrown on the ground, and dragged her sore body into the bathroom in the dim light.

She didn't need to look back, because she knew that there were no eyes full of love and pity behind her, not even a cold look.

The water was cold at first. She just stood under the shower and cleaned herself inside and out.

He didn't love her, but he asked for her again and again, without any feelings.

Inside and outside... Because her adverse reactions to taking birth control pills were severe and he didn't like to use condoms, she could only use such a stupid method.

She knew that she couldn't wash it clean, but she was really afraid that she would get pregnant. If she got pregnant...

He was unwilling to raise another baby...

When she came out of the bathroom, the bedside lamp that emitted the dim light had been turned off. It was dark and hard to see clearly, and the smell of smoke in the air was stronger.

Alivia was already used to it. She got the doorknob, opened the door, and went out.

She sat on the bed in the second room and looked at the marriage certificate in her hand.

The red marriage certificate was tattered and stuck together again. Both the photos on it and their signatures were full of cracks.

She remembered that day when she cried hysterically and tore the certificate apart. He only said coldly, "Stick it up."

She put the marriage certificate under the pillow, lay back under the quilt, and closed her eyes.

...

Alivia needed to get up early in the morning to prepare breakfast.

Samuel Sherwood hugged her leg, raised his little head, and smiled at her. "Mommy, good morning."

Alivia bent down, pinched her son's soft little face, and picked him up. Then she turned down the fire on the stove and carried Samuel back to his baby room.

Samuel was less than two years old. He walked unsteadily and spoke simply, but he was clever and naughty. After he learned how to walk, he often climbed out of his bed.

Alivia changed his diapers, put on his cute children's clothes, and carried him to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After washing his face, the baby took the opportunity to run out again when Alivia was cleaning up.

Alivia had some baby cream on her palm and chased after him in the corridor.

It was William Sherwood who was holding Samuel in his arms. William was wearing a shirt and suit pants without any creases. He had a suit on his arm, which he was used to wearing before going to work.

Samuel played with William's tie and stuffed it into his mouth. Alivia stepped forward to stop him and shook her head at him. The baby grinned at her, revealing his white teeth.

William put the baby on the ground. As soon as Samuel's feet touched the ground, he wanted to run away again. Alivia grabbed him and applied the baby cream on his tender face.

There was a faint burnt smell in the air. Alivia suddenly remembered it and she quickly stood up and ran to the kitchen. She felt so painful when she accidentally kicked the chair.

"Ouch-" The unpleasant sound was ear-piercing, like the sound of a stringed instrument being played forcibly.

Seeing the man's frown, Alivia immediately closed her mouth and ran to the kitchen.

She was mute and couldn't speak.