On her husband's funeral brought on me most happy!

Me and him know each other when I'm fresh, elegant form, he drew The Galaxy girl like me.

Whether you study unkind but my opinions, the University is not the only path that leads to success, so I agreed to make people love him.When he brought out the eyes, my parents oppose woah Lam, said he did not have a stable job, no education, you don't look good, if I marry you will suffering ... but I would have heard.

He elegant form has attracted girls like me.

He said very sad to hear my parents opposed, he says because I will try my best to prove I was a right choice, lucid. So the more I love him more. Despite all of my family decided to take him.

Our ceremony finally took place. Although the opposition but because of injuries his daughter should my parents still worried the whole cycle.

After the wedding was two months, I just realized you're different, you're not interested in, or absence of the dinner, restaurants, restaurant was where he frequented.

I have to say you are worried about job security. Although is married, but her husband had to wait on the scene late, there is not about the minutes, or about with drunk as usual, I cry and think of you or the good old days?

And then, I'm pregnant, but I don't care, I still go early about late at night, like the old drunk. I very severe sickness, or vomiting and not eating anything, but I don't have him next to ask, because you said you are busy talking to the future.

I don't dare whine to anyone, because he is my choice. I seem to be becoming more melancholy, or irritable. The battle brawler of the couple on a lot and I still get hit. Though very angry but I still missed him, but since I have voted, you better away.

Until my friend, she said, see you the same I really love beautiful, intimate right on the road. I startled panic, or are you Portuguese?

Before that, the welcome of my wedding, I took most of the talk is to invest with him, should I also do not doubt. I puzzled anxiety but he insisted chunky: "To believe her husband, does not believe don't live together." I ậm Yes for days.

Not long after, someone to claim money I, said he proposed batch of debt, debt evasion is, because of you I take that debt burden. Because of the large amount of money is so I don't have to lie, and to have money to pay for parents. During nearly a week later, he doesn't go home.

So, then, I unwittingly met the "creditors" with you into the restaurant to eat. I am extremely furious, gặng asked, you only have the only explanation is "very busy". Alone she elected as I take care of myself, I wondered, have my husband, I was nothing???

I gradually depressed with my marriage . You need money to pay the debt, he said, because that investment losses, I pulled him out of a batch of stories and get me a few slaps.

Until his girlfriend belly to Warsaw, I 5, then her 3. I die, I don't say anything, tears also. But as a child, I back im abstinence. Now to me, the child is all.

But the real injustice, people steal my child is my husband. In a quarrel, he talked dates are normal and are having a large debt, I pay for you, I'm as crazy, he is my husband that did nothing for me. .. And I've beaten that miscarriage.

I am depressed, I wanted to die under his son. But look, I'm not perfect parents. I was hospitalized but he did not visit, when my parents found out about the marriage not my happiness.

He also told me I have to repay the help if not would their divorce to be divided every property, get the money to pay the debt. I hate incredibly, he hurt me baby, not to do anything for me and then I found Nice ... He was in distress.

Tears I cry during the funeral of my husband is crying for you.

Because the divorce not should I still is my wife. The day of his funeral, I discharge and his family worried about the funeral. But honestly, I find it soothing, tears I cried in the funeral is crying for my baby cried thank heaven have I do helpful.

But that probably no one on her husband's funeral or the back is the day I most happy!=

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