I Forced My Sister-In-Law To Get An Abortion

Mary, my sister-in-law, stared at me. Her face was deathly pale.

“What did you just say? Are you asking me to abort my baby? All because of what Pip said?”

I gave a solemn nod.

“Yes. Pip said this child is an abomination. It cannot—”

Before I could finish, Mary slapped me.

“Your brother and I tried for thirty years to have this child! How dare you tell me to get rid of it? If he finds out, he’d kill you, you monster!”

I gave an unbothered smile.

“Even if he kills me, that monster inside you cannot live.

“Come with me to the hospital now.”

She struggled desperately, and right then, the rest of the family returned home.

Mary rushed into my brother, Jasper’s, arms.

“Jasper! Claire is forcing me to get an abortion because of something the parrot said!”

When my parents heard this, their faces darkened at once. They yelled at me.

“Have you lost your mind? How can you believe an animal’s nonsense?”

My brother looked at me skeptically.

Tears streamed down Mary’s anxious face.

“I’m telling the truth! See for yourselves!”

She held out her hand, covered with violent red marks from our struggle. It was a shocking sight.

When Jasper saw the shocking sight, he felt sorry for her.

He struck my face and said, “If you dare mention abortion again, I’ll kill you!”

I covered my cheek and spoke firmly, “Pip said Mary is carrying a cursed child. It must be aborted.”

My parents widened their eyes in shock when they heard this.

“That animal is spouting nonsense. One of these days, I’ll slaughter it.”

They looked apologetically at Mary.

“Don’t worry, Mary. We’ll definitely teach her a lesson.”

Only then did Mary reluctantly agree to forgive me.

Just when they thought it was over, I forcefully grabbed Mary and tried to drag her to the hospital. I refused to give in.

“Are you crazy?!” Jasper yelled. He raised a kitchen knife and charged at me.

“Mom and Dad may coddle you, but I won’t. If you dare target my son again, I’ll cut you to pieces!”

Jasper’s threat shocked everyone.

Jasper was typically a gentle man. He would never lay a hand on a family member or even utter a single harsh word to us.

However, at that moment, he had not only hit me but also threatened to kill me.

I held my swollen cheek and stared at him coldly.

“Try it if you dare.”

Mary had not expected things to escalate this far. She looked at me somewhat apologetically.

But that was not important. The real issue was the child in her womb.

As everyone’s guard dropped, I snatched the kitchen knife and pressed it against Mary’s neck.

I shouted hysterically, “Her child must die!”

The whole family fell to the floor in terror.

Only Pip chirped repeatedly from the sidelines, “Must die! Must die!”

My parents rose with extreme caution, terrified I would kill their precious grandson in a fit of rage.

I managed to make my way outside.

As soon as I opened the door, police officers who had been waiting outside swarmed in.

They tackled me to the floor and handcuffed me.