After Every Beating, He Gives Me $10,000
Language: en
My husband had what I thought was bipolar disorder. Every time he hit me, he'd remorsefully transfer ten thousand dollars to my account. I never resisted. I simply collected the money in silence, then used foundation to cover the bruises. My best friend called me pathetic, urging me to divorce him. I counted the balance in my account, a cold, calculated smile playing on my lips. "Not yet," I'd tell her. "I'm not done making a fortune!" Until one day, he punched me in the stomach, and I had a miscarriage. 1 "Cha-ching! One thousand four hundred dollars received." A mechanical female voice…