Clara’s life had turned a new page. With the assets and compensation she received, she bought a small, elegant condo in another part of the city and personally decorated it to be a real home. It was no longer a cold, gilded cage, but a space filled with sunlight and hope.
On the first day she moved into her new home, the first person she came to pick up was me. Seeing my daughter-in-law’s radiant smile, her clear eyes free of fear, I felt that all my efforts and worries had been worth it.
“Mom, thank you,” she said, hugging me tightly. “If it weren’t for you, I might never have escaped.”
“Don’t say that,” I said, stroking her hair. “It’s because you were brave enough. You saved yourself.”
We sat in her new condo, drinking tea together. Suddenly, Clara looked at me, her cheeks slightly flushed, a little shy, but her eyes sparkling with happiness.
“Mom, I… I have some more good news to tell you.”
“What good news?”
She placed a hand on her stomach, her voice soft.
“After the divorce, I kept feeling unwell. I went for a checkup and found out I’m more than 2 months pregnant. I guess it was fate taking pity on us.”
Mom, I was stunned and then overwhelmed with immense joy. The woman who had been called a barren hen for so many years, the moment she escaped that abusive man, a new life began.
It was the most precious gift, the sweetest reward for all she had endured.
News of Clara’s pregnancy somehow reached Julian. He tried every way to get in touch, first with Clara, then with me. He was filled with regret.
He begged, “Mom, give me one last chance. I know I was wrong. I was a monster. Please talk to Clara for me. Let me come back and take care of her and my child. I swear I’ll change.”
Before I hung up and blocked his number, I said only one thing to him.
“The night you imprisoned and beat a woman who was carrying your child, your chances ran out. You are not worthy.”
Clara’s answer was the same. The scars on her heart were too deep. She could not forgive, could not trust such a cruel and heartless man ever again.
