She shifted the side effects of her pregnancy onto me

I wasn't pregnant at all, yet I was popping abortion pills like candy.
In my previous life, after my husband Joseph Price's brother Cooper Price died, his wife Sofia Price got pregnant and somehow transferred all her pregnancy symptoms onto me.
She'd happily munch on seafood tacos with her growing belly while I'd be rushed to the hospital from severe morning sickness and stomach pain.
She'd strut around in crop tops all day, showing off her smooth, flawless skin, while my stomach was covered in ugly stretch marks.
When I went to Joseph and told him what was happening, he impatiently shoved me away.
He said, "Even if you want my attention, there should be limits. Cooper's dead, and Sofia's carrying Cooper's only child. It's perfectly normal for me to be good to her. Do you really have to cause trouble on purpose?"
After that, Sofia's behavior became even worse and more vicious. During her pregnancy, she started doing crazy dangerous things and even ate mango cake that she was allergic to.
From the severe allergic reaction, I went into shock and was hospitalized, my life hanging by a thread.
When I went to the hospital for tests, the doctors couldn't explain why I was sick and could only conclude that my intense jealousy was causing psychosomatic symptoms.
Later, to create her image as a hot single mom, Sofia started livestreaming workout sessions while heavily pregnant.
After she danced frantically for three hours, my uterus literally fell out, I bled profusely, and died.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Sofia announced her pregnancy.
*****
After Cooper's death, Sofia used her pregnancy with Cooper's child to demand that Joseph take care of both her and me simultaneously.
Joseph's mother Ella Price was naturally thrilled and immediately agreed, even bringing Sofia corn chowder that had been simmering for hours.
But the moment Sofia took a tiny sip of the corn chowder, my stomach immediately felt terrible. I couldn't help but dry heave.
Sure enough, living through this again, my situation hadn't changed.
I wasn't pregnant at all, yet the morning sickness that should have been Sofia's was happening to me instead.
While I was lost in thought, Sofia pushed away the corn chowder in disgust, demanding super spicy seafood tacos.
She said, "Joseph, this soup is too bland. I'm carrying a baby and want something with more flavor. Please?"
Joseph looked at Sofia's coquettish behavior with indulgent eyes and sighed helplessly. "Fine. Besides seafood tacos, what else do you want?"
Sofia smiled and said, "Great! I also want mango cake and pickles."
Hearing Sofia rattle off a list of unhealthy foods, I immediately stepped in front of her.
If I let her mess around like this, just one bout of morning sickness would torture me to the point of not wanting to live.
I quickly said, "Joseph, Sofia's pregnant now. How can you let her eat these nutritionally empty foods?"
Ella, who had expected me to make a scene about her making Joseph care for both Sofia and me, was stunned when she heard me showing such concern for Sofia's health, then immediately agreed with me.
She said, "Exactly. When a woman's pregnant, she should eat light, nutritious foods. How can she eat such unhealthy junk? Joseph, don't spoil Sofia."
But after hearing this, Sofia's eyes immediately welled up with tears and she started crying loudly.
She said, "Ariana, why do you have to deliberately make things difficult for me? I'm just pregnant and want to eat something that'll help my appetite." Ariana Myers is my name.
After a pause, Sofia continued, "Are you mad that I stole Joseph from you, so you're treating me this way? Fine. I'll schedule an abortion right now, get rid of the baby, and leave."
It was the same situation as my previous life.
Ever since Sofia got pregnant, I'd been experiencing all sorts of pregnancy symptoms, so I immediately suspected Sofia was behind it.
But because Sofia was pregnant and really good at playing the victim, Joseph didn't believe a word I said.
He said, "Are you making up these lies because you're jealous that I'm paying more attention to Sofia, trying to get me to believe you? Even if you want my attention, there should be limits. Cooper's dead, and Sofia's carrying Cooper's only child. It's perfectly normal for me to be good to her. Do you really have to cause trouble on purpose?"
After that, Joseph moved out with Sofia and took care of her attentively.
Whenever he caught me going to their place, he'd ruthlessly kick me out.
Several times, I collapsed from morning sickness right at their doorstep.
Joseph would carefully hold Sofia while mocking me, "When you're done with your act, get lost. Sofia's carrying a child and can't see someone as unlucky as you."
Joseph and Sofia lived outside for three months.
During this time, I was hospitalized fifty times for strange reasons like morning sickness, allergic reactions, and signs of miscarriage.
Later, to create her image as a hot single mom, Sofia started livestreaming workouts at six months pregnant.
After she danced frantically for three hours, my uterus literally fell out, I bled profusely, and died.
When I opened my eyes again, I had actually been reborn.
This time, I had to find the key to solving this predicament.
With that thought, I met Sofia's currently hateful gaze and proactively bowed my head to apologize.
I said, "Sofia, I didn't mean to make you angry. Since you want those things, I'll personally go buy them for you."
Though I said this out loud, I secretly decided to pick up a bottle of abortion pills while I was at it.
Since Sofia could use pregnancy side effects to torture me, I might as well give her an even harsher taste of her own medicine.


Joseph didn't expect me to be so cooperative and swallowed back the harsh words he was about to say.
Even Ella and Sofia standing nearby were stunned.
Before they could react, I grabbed my things, turned around, and ran out of the house to the supermarket 3 miles away.
When I returned carrying a large bag of groceries, Sofia frowned.
She inspected the snacks in the plastic bags one by one.
Then she said with disgust, "Ariana, I wanted the extra spicy seafood taco. Why did you only buy the mild one?
And this cake—I wanted mango flavor, but you bought strawberry. Are you deliberately going against me?"
But I completely ignored her complaints, staring intently at her belly instead.
Because on my way back, I had already drunk an entire bottle of abortion pills.
I wanted to see if she would be affected by my taking the medication.
But Sofia remained calm with no reaction whatsoever.
Was the dosage I took not enough?
Just as I was puzzling over this, Sofia smiled maliciously, "Ariana, it seems you didn't take my words seriously at all."
She deliberately put on a pitiful act: "Sigh, it's all my fault for only discovering I was pregnant after Cooper died. If I had known you hated me this much, I shouldn't have kept this child."
With that, Sofia began frantically hitting her own belly.
Immediately, sharp, needle-like pain shot through my abdomen.
She was doing this on purpose.
I endured the pain and put on a sincere apologetic expression: "Sofia, I was thinking about your health. I remember you became allergic to mangoes after getting pregnant, so I switched to a different flavor cake.
You're pregnant now—if you had an allergic reaction and it affected the baby, that would be terrible. Cooper only left behind this one child, so please don't be stubborn."
Hearing me say this, Ella remembered her deceased eldest son Cooper and quickly urged Sofia not to go too far.
Ella even praised me for being thoughtful and considerate.
Sofia wanted to act coquettish and seek help from Joseph, but he was also worried about something happening to the baby, so he went along with persuading her not to make a fuss.
He said, "Ariana is doing this for you and the baby's good. Be good—once the baby is born, I'll take you to eat whatever you want."
Watching them interact intimately right in front of me, I fought back nausea and ran to the bathroom, where I swallowed another entire bottle of abortion pills.
But Sofia still showed no reaction.
How infuriating! I hadn't expected this side effect transfer to be one-way only.
By this time, Joseph had already unwrapped the seafood taco for Sofia and was hand-feeding her the strawberry cake.
Fortunately, I had switched everything Sofia wanted to eat to relatively safe options this time, so the morning sickness wasn't as severe as before.
I also didn't go into allergic shock from the mango cake again.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief and dragged my exhausted body back to the bedroom to rest.
But lying in bed, I couldn't sleep at all.
As long as I couldn't figure out what was really going on, Sofia could control me at any time.
Just as I was thinking about how to solve this predicament, my stomach began to feel uncomfortable. The next moment, I suddenly threw up.
The vomit even contained blood streaks and bile.
I hugged the toilet, vomiting continuously, carefully trying to recall if I had eaten something I shouldn't have.
Just then, I suddenly remembered something and quickly opened my phone to find Sofia's Instagram account.
I discovered she had actually gone out alone with her big belly to eat barbecue.
She had even posted a video showing off, with the caption: [Got cravings while pregnant with the baby, so I had to sneak out alone to eat something delicious.]


In the video, Sofia held spicy barbecue in one hand and an ice-cold Coke in the other, laughing with pure joy.
My usual preference for bland food, combined with morning sickness, had already left me breaking out in cold sweats.
Seeing this, I angrily called Sofia directly.
When she answered, Sofia pretended she knew nothing.
She said, "Ariana, it's so late—why aren't you asleep yet? I'm still out having barbecue. If there's nothing important, don't bother me. Oh, and I hope you'll keep this secret from Ella. You know how she tends to worry about everything."
Before she could finish, I lowered my voice and snapped, "Sofia, what exactly did you do to me? Why are all your pregnancy side effects transferring to me after you got pregnant?"
But Sofia on the other end deliberately ignored my question, even calling out to the owner for several more orders of extra-spicy barbecue.
I felt incredibly nauseous, vomiting violently, my whole body trembling with weakness.
Sofia pretended she had no idea what I was talking about: "Ariana, do you have some kind of persecution complex? What could a pregnant woman like me possibly do to you? You're not trying to compete with me for Joseph's attention by pretending to suffer because I'm pregnant, are you? Just admit you're putting on an act, and I'll stop eating all this stuff."
Hearing her deliberately order more spicy, greasy barbecue, my stomach cramped violently.
I could only cry and admit, "Yes, you're right. I'm just acting. Please stop messing around, okay?"
Unexpectedly, the next second, Joseph's angry voice came through the phone: "Ariana, you've disappointed me beyond words."
Immediately after, Sofia hung up with a loud laugh.
After another bout of violent vomiting, I used my last bit of strength to call 911.
Fortunately, the ambulance arrived in time. After being unconscious for 8 hours, I finally woke up.
This time, I had gone into shock from severe dehydration due to the morning sickness.
However, looking at my medical chart, the doctor couldn't find any cause for my illness.
He said, "I performed an endoscopy and ran blood tests, but found no problems. Do you have any thoughts? Any idea what might be causing this?"
I didn't answer the doctor's question. Instead, I immediately asked him to process my discharge papers and rushed straight home to confront the person who had really made me this way.
The moment I saw Sofia, I pressed a knife to her throat.
Sofia screamed, "Ariana, what are you doing?"
I stared intently at her belly.
Then I said coldly, "I don't have time for your games. Tell me now—why do all your pregnancy side effects transfer to me?"
Sofia said pitifully, "Ariana, what are you talking about? Do you really have a persecution complex?"
I moved the knife closer to her belly: "Stop pretending. Talk."
Sofia screamed in terror: "Okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."
But the next second, she put on a pitiful expression and started crying, shouting, "Joseph, come save me!"
Joseph actually snuck up behind me while I wasn't paying attention, snatched the knife from my hand, and kicked me in the chest.
He roared, "Ariana, you dare hurt Sofia? Do you want to die?"
Ella also rushed forward and slapped me hard across the face.
She cursed, "Damn it! You evil woman! I thought you'd finally grown up. Turns out you had such wicked intentions all along. You actually dared to harm my grandchild? I'll beat you to death!"
Joseph and Ella immediately called the police, saying they had to teach me a lesson.
Facing a room full of police officers, Joseph directly played the recording from that night when he accompanied Sofia to eat barbecue.
He said, "My wife Ariana insists that Sofia transferred all her pregnancy side effects to her. But she clearly admitted with her own mouth that all these reactions were fake. She was deliberately trying to compete with Sofia for my attention. Today she even dared to threaten Sofia with a knife. Please arrest this vicious woman immediately."
The police were initially somewhat skeptical of Joseph's claims.
But when they clearly heard me say in the recording, "Yes, you're right. I'm just acting," their expressions immediately changed.
They put handcuffs on me directly and warned me sternly, "Just because of jealousy, you actually went this far. You're truly incomprehensible."
I struggled desperately, trying to explain to the police, but out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Sofia smiling as she bit into a piece of mango.
Instantly, a severe allergic reaction gripped my throat like invisible hands.
My limbs began convulsing uncontrollably, and I could only tremble as I begged everyone present for help.
But Joseph just sneered coldly, completely indifferent.
He said, "Look, this woman is acting again. Today I'll let you all witness it firsthand."
I clenched my fists tightly, mustering my last breath of strength as I collapsed into the arms of the female officer beside me.
I told the officer, "I'm not acting. Please, get me to a hospital."
Seeing my pale complexion, the officer finally realized something was seriously wrong and quickly moved to support me as we prepared to leave.
However, Joseph and Ella blocked our path, demanding that I apologize to Sofia before I could go anywhere.
Joseph even said to me, "If I ever catch you trying to hurt Sofia again, we're getting divorced immediately."
After hearing his words, I completely lost consciousness.
When I woke up in the hospital again, the doctors were frantically scratching their heads.
They couldn't understand why all my test results came back normal when I had clearly suffered from anaphylactic shock for no apparent reason.
In the end, they could only recommend that I see a psychiatrist.
I let out a bitter laugh and told them to just prescribe me some sleeping pills and painkillers.
Having no other options, they reluctantly complied, giving me a handful of pills before discharging me.
The police classified our incident as a domestic dispute and didn't pursue any serious charges against me.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly packed my belongings and decided to return to my parents' house.
Fortunately, my parents believed me completely. They took me to the hospital for comprehensive tests, but once again, no problems were found. Afterward, they patiently comforted me and told me to rest well.
I smiled and nodded in agreement. But suddenly, a sharp, dropping pain shot through my lower abdomen.
It felt like invisible hands were violently tearing at my uterus. Blood began flowing out as well.
Instinctively, I searched for Sofia's social media account online. There, I saw she had started a weight-loss livestream under the banner of "Single Hot Mom."
In the video, Sofia, nearly five months pregnant, wore a tight corset and was jumping around energetically in front of the camera.
She even said to the camera, "If women don't stay thin, men won't love them. Even when pregnant, we need to maintain good body management."
Clutching my agonizing stomach, I trembled with rage, wanting nothing more than to kill Sofia.
Just then, I received a mysterious phone call.
This time, I finally understood what was really going on.

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