All Chapters of My Husband Doesn't Allow Me to Eat Christmas Turkey: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

By the time I signed the agreement and returned home, the snowstorm had stopped, but the biting wind had cut through me. Numbly, I climbed the stairs and unlocked the door.The party was over, and the dining room was a mess. Even the turkey I had hoped to eat was unfinished, discarded on the floor.Stephen sat at the table, smoking. The moment he saw me, his face darkened instantly. He grabbed the ashtray from the table and hurled it at me.I was only a year older than Daisy! Why did I have to put up with so much? Every time I reacted to something Daisy said, Stephen would immediately take her side, belittling me along with her."Daisy's right, you know. Why are you so petty? Can't you take a bit of truth?" I was angry and disappointed. I went from being a pampered lady to a despised woman. I had fought with him, trying to hold onto the little dignity I had left in this marriage. But now, I didn't want to argue anymore. It was pointless to fight for a relationship that was

"Alison, if you hadn't caused trouble tonight, Daisy would have been safe at home instead of getting hit by a car on Christmas!" His shameless words made me laugh in disbelief. "I caused trouble? Didn't you hear her attacking me personally? Stephen, I'm carrying your child. When she insults me, it's an insult to you too. Are you really that dense?" For the first time in five years, I yelled at him. Stephen's eyes burned with rage. Before he could speak, Daisy, still lying in bed, began to cry. "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I just wanted to surprise the kids. I thought a little joke would help them bond with you, Alison. I never meant to make you upset. Please don't fight because of me. It's all my fault. I'll quit my job and leave as soon as I'm better. I won't show my face in front of you ever again." Stephen gritted his teeth, trying to control his fury. "I'll say this one last time, Alison: Apologize. Stop holding grudges against Daisy. I've told you so many times a

But he didn't spare me a single glance. Holding Daisy, he rushed into the emergency room.As my consciousness began to fade, my lawyer, who had come to find me, immediately called for help."Please, save my child. And pull all investments out of the funds!" He glanced at the blood pooling beneath me. "It's too late to save this baby now.""Quick, prepare for an emergency C-section! The patient is in critical condition!"Hearing that last sentence, I closed my eyes in sorrow. Perhaps fate didn't want my child to grow up in a family like this, with such a careless father. When the anesthesia hit my system, I thought I could hear Stephen's voice in a complete breakdown."What? Where have you taken my wife?!"Wife?After years of marriage, we never even had a proper wedding. The only reason we filed for the legal documents was so he could inherit my family's wealth. Was that why he called me his wife?I wanted to laugh, but the pain was too overwhelming to even manage that.

"I was too hasty earlier. I didn't think it would turn out like this. Daisy's always been in poor health, and I was worried you might hurt her. I couldn't take the risk—if something happened to her, I wouldn't be able to explain it to anyone at the company. I swear, when I rushed over, I didn't see you. If I had, I never would have collided with you. The child you're carrying is my flesh and blood. I could never hurt my own kid, no matter what." The surgical incision still throbbed with pain, but as he poured out his excuses, the first thing he focused on was defending his own mistake. He didn't ask if I was in pain from the surgery, didn't ask how I was feeling, didn't ask where the baby was. I looked at his face, filled with concern, and a bitter smile pulled at my lips. Tears slipped down my cheeks, soaking into my collar. My heart felt like it was frozen. "What's wrong, Alison? Honey, are you okay? Please don't scare me. Are you feeling unwell? Hang on. I'll call the doctor