My Husband Pushed Me Into Water

Despite me being three months pregnant, my husband asked me to jump into the water to help his first love look for her necklace.

I teared up and begged my husband not to make me do this .

Yet his friends all criticized me.

“He’s just asking you to jump into the water. You’re the only one who can swim here. Nothing will go wrong if you’re only in for a little while.”

“Minerva, that’s the memento Violet’s mother left for her.”

I tried to keep fighting against it and grabbed the hem of Shaun’s shirt.

But he shoved me into the sea. I struggled against the water as I hoped to see any hint of pity in Shaun’s eyes.

Yet he said, “Minerva, you’re an excellent swimmer. You’ll be fine.”

Splash!

They pushed me off the cruise ship. I fell with a loud splash.

Then, everything went silent in the water.

I only remembered their faces as they pushed me into the sea.

They did this because Violet’s necklace fell overboard while we were on holiday here.

My husband, Shaun Doe, suggested that I go down to search for it because I was the only one who knew how to swim.

My mouth tasted salt. I did not know whether it was because of the seawater or my tears.

I felt as if something had seized my stomach.

I shook my head in an attempt to remain clear-headed. For my baby’s sake, I had to stay alive.

“Shaun, let me up!” I used all my strength to shout at the cruise ship, but my voice sounded incredibly feeble.

The man beside Shaun shouted back, “That necklace is a memento from Violet’s mother! You have to find it, Minerva!”

His voice was not that loud, but I heard it clearly and looked at Shaun.

Was that what he wanted too?

Trying to find a necklace in the sea was basically a death sentence.

To my horror, Shaun got a stick from somewhere and pushed me further out into the ocean.

Still, I remained not too far away from them and could see the words he mouthed at me.

Just be good and do it.

“Blurb… blurb…” I floated in the sea alone and struggled against the seaweeds that bound my limbs.

My tears mixed with the seawater as they entered my mouth, and all I tasted was salt.

It was as if there was some sort of pull from the bottom of the sea. It just kept pulling me under. Even so, my survival instincts pushed me to keep crawling my way upward.

Fortunately, I managed to save myself and lay on the beach.

Blood pooled between my thighs. The cruise ship was nowhere to be found.

I hung my head.

What a joke. I was actually hoping that Shaun would feel regret after seeing how pathetic I looked.

But he was not even within sight.

Very slowly, I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was the only