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After marriage, my husband's first love, Emily Carter, suddenly developed intermittent manic episodes. Her condition always seemed to flare up precisely when she and I were alone together. The first time, she pushed me down the stairs while I was at home alone. It nearly cost the lives of both my baby and myself. The second time, she kicked me in the stomach right where my baby bump was just beginning to show, causing me to miscarry on the spot. Each time afterward, she would feel remorseful, self-harm, and end up in the hospital for emergency treatment. Then, during my third pregnancy, she barged into our home again and stabbed me in the abdomen. The result was that both of my fallopian tubes were severed, leaving me unable to have children ever again. She cried, apologizing profusely. "Alex, after we have a baby through IVF to make it up to her, I'll go away forever," she said. Alexander slapped her, not too hard. Then, just like before, he turned to me with another letter of forgiveness. "Emily didn't mean to do it; I've already disciplined her. "She promised to give you a child as compensation. You shouldn't hold this against someone who is ill." I looked at my understanding husband coldly and smiled as I nodded. "If you want my forgiveness, trade it for a divorce agreement."