The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 9

Jason and I had a peaceful and happy life after marriage. As a new mom, I didn't worry about taking care of our baby, since Jason had already learned how to care for a newborn and planned everything out.

By the time our daughter, Naty, turned four, she didn't need constant supervision from us anymore.

One day, Jason suddenly suggested, "Let's send Naty to preschool and travel the world!"

I smiled at his naivety and gently declined, "Not yet, Naty still needs us."

Jason was disappointed. "But she's taken up all of your time. I just want some time for us, alone."

Unable to argue, Jason decided to pursue his childhood dream of becoming a football player. After work, he started practicing with a coach.

His passion grew, and he even considered quitting his job.

When he told me, I had just finished reading Naty a bedtime story, and I was too tired to fully listen.

Two weeks later, I saw Jason running around with a football, and that's when I realized he had already quit.

I couldn't believe it.

"Jason, you quit your job to try to become a football player, even though the chances are so slim?"

Jason, though guilty, said firmly, "Yes, it's my dream, and I want to chase it."

We had a huge argument. His dream was unrealistic, and we were struggling financially. What he did was irresponsible.

At that point, I started to wonder if people who dream too big are suited for family life.

As I expected, Jason's dream failed, and he couldn't return to his old job. To support the family, he became a construction worker.

The blow to his dreams changed him completely.

At first, he complained about life's unfairness, but soon, he started drinking and became abusive.

He said hurtful things: "No wonder Lucas gave you birth control. A child is a burden. Without Naty, we'd be traveling the world!"

"Emily, is Naty even my child? You couldn't have kids. Who's the real father?"

"Emily, if you hadn't focused so much on the kid, I wouldn't have quit and become a construction worker! My life's ruined! Why did you come back to me?"

I couldn't take it anymore. The man who once saved me had become someone I didn't recognize.

After he raised his fist again, I took Naty and ran.

I tried to find a real job, but no one wanted a housewife who had been out of work for years.

So, I took a job at a restaurant, but the pay was too low. I couldn't afford nice clothes for Naty or nutritious meals.

Then I saw an ad for a maid position with the Fanucci family. Despite warnings from our neighbor Mrs. Rodriguez about the dangers of working for the mafia, I applied, desperate for the higher pay.