I froze in shock. Having just delivered, I barely had money left. Finally, I texted a nearby friend to quickly lend me enough so I could hand it over.

Boiling with anger, I clutched my baby and left my husband’s house.

Back to my mother’s home – a sharp contrast

Returning to my mother’s house, the difference struck me immediately. Maa adored her grandson and spared no effort. She bought chicken, fish, beef, and plenty of fruit so I could eat properly, reminding me:

– “You need full nutrition to make milk for your baby.”