My husband abandoned me on the roadside during childbirth to join his parents on a vacation. He laughed off my pleas, saying I could handle the hospital trip solo

That way, I won’t feel hurt or disappointed anymore. This thought lingered in my mind that I’m taking a break and going back to my parents’ home tomorrow. Being with you lately feels unpleasant and boring.

Seeing David’s attitude of looking down on me made me increasingly consider the option of divorce. Our baby is due soon, and my heart races in anticipation. Even though I’ve heard stories about the pains of labor from friends, my excitement to meet the new life inside me overshadows those concerns.

The neighbors often encourage me with words like, it’s just a little while longer, which brightens my mood. Hey, want to go on a family trip soon after David returned home? He made a surprising suggestion. Really? But I’m talking about a family trip.

My mom and dad want to join. I was taken aback. Why would parents make such a proposal? Tensions exist between me and David’s parents whenever there’s an issue concerning David.

They tend to blame me, like the previous phone call incident. However, the sudden idea of a trip left me doubtful. I’m about to give birth soon, and traveling a long distance might be a bit risky.

David replied, how many times do I have to tell you? Just because you’re pregnant doesn’t mean you’re sick. My parents are thoughtfully inviting us. But what if something happens? It’ll be fine.

Everything’s already decided. We’ll go for two nights and three days next week. What? Next week is my due date.

That’s a bit. Just do as you’re told. Prepare for the trip.

End of discussion. David just expressed his opinion and then left the room. I’m in trouble now, I thought to myself.

The next day, I sought advice from a close friend and explained the situation. She was concerned and said, that’s a bit too much. While I was contemplating how to decline the offer, the day of the trip suddenly arrived.

Actually, I’m not feeling well today. I’m worried about the baby, so I’m going to rest at home. I tried to use that as an excuse, but David didn’t seem convinced.

Anyway, you can just rest in the car and you’ll be fine, right? Come on, bring the luggage. We’re heading to my parents’ house, so hurry up. As we headed to the car, I was worried and asked, is this really okay? After loading our luggage into the car and sitting in the passenger seat, I felt warmth at my feet.

Looking down, I noticed water spreading around them. Oh my, my water broke. I immediately informed David.

David, I think my water just broke. Please take me to the hospital quickly. Taken aback by the situation, David exclaimed, are you serious? Yes, I’m serious.

We need to go to the hospital now. The baby might be coming. While trying to clean up the water with a towel in the car, David suddenly opened the passenger door.

David, what are you doing? We need to go to the hospital. Get out, you’re going to make a mess in the car. I was in complete shock.

What are you saying? I said, get out. I need to clean the car. Then David forcefully pulled me out of the car…