My Husband Left Me in My Late Pregnancy on The Highway For A Murderer

On the seventh day of the New Year, my husband insisted on picking up a relative who was a murderer. He had just been released from prison.

He preferred to push me out of the car. My husband ignored the fact that I was eight months pregnant.

“You first wait here. I will come to pick you up later, okay?”

I was scared at that time. At first, I thought that I had misheard what he said. It was snowing heavily at night. The temperature was minus ten degrees Celsius.

I said, “It will take at least two hours for you to send them back. I'm pregnant, my love. I will freeze to death.”