Marriage in crisis

My name is Lu Danni, I am 30 years old.

Among my peers, I have always been an enviable and enviable person. Not only do I live in a detached house in a high-end area of ​​Qingcheng, but my husband is young, handsome and considerate. He loves me like my first love. He is well-known and recognized as a model of 24 filial piety. husband.

His name is Deng Jiazhe, who turned out to be a well-known senior stylist. I used to run a medical equipment company with a considerable annual income.

After marriage, I gave birth to three lovely and beautiful babies at once, and I was busy with my career and taking care of my children. My husband felt sorry for me, so he took the initiative to resign and help me manage the company. The company is prospering under his hands. But I simply became a full-time housewife to enjoy life, take care of my husband and raise my children, and became the biggest winner in life in the eyes of outsiders.

But I found that my body was getting worse day by day. I started losing hair, becoming more and more lethargic, my body was getting thinner, my memory was declining, my energy was listless, and I became a little trance-like.

My husband said that I had a typical mental anxiety disorder. He searched for famous doctors and prescribed a lot of traditional Chinese medicine for me, and asked the nanny to give it to me on time.

I never expected that this would be the beginning of my near death.

That day, while I was sleeping, I was woken up again by the stinging pain in my head. I accidentally knocked over the medicine that my nanny, Sister Zhen, brought me. The greedy cat took advantage of me while I was still fighting my sleepiness and took it away. The long-coveted concoction was licked cleanly.

By the time I reacted, it had jumped onto the windowsill, licking its paws and washing its face happily.

When Sister Zhen came to get the bowl, I didn't mention it at all, so as not to save her from having to make me the medicine again.

To be honest, I have already drank enough of this medicine, and it is of no use at all. If my husband had not worked hard to find it and carefully made sure that I drank it on time, I would have thrown it away.

Ever since I became ill, the daily life of the whole family has fallen on the nanny, Sister Zhen. She is busy every day and works hard without complaint. Sometimes I really feel a little sorry.

She chatted with me for a few words, then quickly took the empty bowl and went out to get busy.

I turned my head and glanced at the pillow cover. There was another layer of fallen black hair on it. It looked a bit shocking. I sighed, stretched out my hand to gather the fallen hair, twisted it into a ball, and stuffed it into the pocket of my home clothes.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound behind me, which startled me!

I pressed my chest and calmed down for a while, then carefully turned to the other side of the bed and found that I had been looking leisurely at the window sill.

Jing's Ruiva fell to the ground and lay there motionless and soundless.

That feeling inexplicably gave me an unknown premonition.

"Rewa!" I called out, but it didn't move at all.

I suddenly felt a chill on my back, and the hairs on my hair stood on end.

This is a situation it has never had before. They say cats have nine lives and have excellent balance. How could they jump from the windowsill?

He fell down and ended up like this?

It...is dead?

My whole heart was hanging, and I leaned over to observe with trembling trembling. I found that its breathing was heavy. It didn't look like it was dead, but like it was sleeping!

But this sleeping state...

Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through my mind!

I instinctively jumped out of bed, not caring much, and reached out to pick up Reeva. She was limp and unconscious, and she didn't take any precautions.

The ability is gone.

I couldn't help but think about myself. Do I sleep the same way every day?

Is it...

As soon as this thought flashed through me, I shivered, as if I had fallen into an ice cave, and I didn’t dare to think about it any more!

Before I had time to think about it, familiar footsteps came from outside the door. It should be Deng Jiazhe coming back...

I instinctively hugged Reeva, quickly went to bed, pulled the quilt to cover Reeva who was in a weird state, adjusted my breathing and pretended to be asleep.

At the same time, the doorknob clicked, and my heart beat like a drum. I could even feel a gaze scanning my back, which made me feel a lingering pain, and my hands trembled uncontrollably under the quilt.

But the expected footsteps did not come in, but retreated out. Just when the door was about to close, I heard Deng Jiazhe ask, "Have you taken the medicine?..."

The next words were blocked outside the door. I don't know what he said.

The next second, I opened my eyes suddenly. Unprecedented fear came over me, filling my soul. I didn’t even know where I was at this moment. Am I in a dream or having a nightmare?

The scene before me had to remind me of that bowl of medicine.

I have raised Reeva for many years, and she has never been in this state. The only difference is that she just drank my bowl of medicine.

This thought made me think deeply.

Could it be that someone really wants to harm me?