"A 1996 Woman's Gambling Addiction Recovery Series: Sequel 2"

By October 2023, I had accumulated over 400,000 yuan in debt. Even the 50,000 yuan salary my husband gradually gave me was completely lost through margin trading, over and over again. I simply couldn't get my hands on any more money. Then, at that exact moment, I found out I was pregnant, which is when I finally decided to come clean.

At that time, I was thinking that since I was already carrying a child, he couldn't possibly do anything to me. If he dared to be harsh with me, blame me, or treat me with passive-aggressive remarks, I would immediately go abort the child.

That afternoon after I confessed, his face went dark with anger, and he started screaming at me like a ghost. I didn't stay silent—instead, I became even more agitated than him. I frantically pounded my own belly and told him I was going to the hospital right now to abort the child. Perhaps he never expected me to react this way. He got scared and quickly apologized, but I still refused to forgive him. Finally, when I walked to the door ready to go to the hospital, he knelt behind me and wrapped his arms around my legs. I felt the moment was right, so I gave up on the abortion plan.

At that moment, I genuinely wanted to turn over a new leaf, wait for the debt to be cleared, and peacefully focus on the pregnancy. After that, to help me clear this 400,000 yuan debt, my husband sold his car. Although I knew he was heartbroken about it, I couldn't stop him. He borrowed 50,000 yuan from friends around him, his mother gave 70,000 yuan, relatives lent 100,000 yuan, and with the car sale money, he gave me a total of 280,000 yuan. To completely pay off the remaining debt, my parents covered the rest.

After the debt was cleared, I thought life would return to peace. But I didn't expect that just half a month later, I suddenly felt some pain in my abdomen, and then I miscarried. After discovering my miscarriage, my husband was very heartbroken. Then he started deliberately holding grudges against me, bringing up old grievances, which made my mood decline even more. It made me realize that what sustains a marriage is not love, but money.

I'm not defending myself. When people are at their most depressed, they really will find all sorts of ways to cope with their emotions. I just chose the wrong path and once again turned to contracts. I thought that as long as I won the money back, everything would be resolved. But the reality is, once you fall into the trap of margin trading, you can never climb back out. $BNB

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