She was seriously hurt, lying in bed, and still, it looked like a joke to him, and he didn’t miss a chance to bring up ’Auntie Bai’s’ na! What a joke!
Bai Zhi, who stood elegantly at the foot of the bed in a cream designer dress, quickly stepped forward.
Her face was painted with false concern, though her eyes glimred with concealed triumph.
"Yueyao, Xuan was so worried about you," Bai Zhi said softly, placing a gentle hand on Shen Xuan’s shoulder protectively, "You shouldn’t push him away. He’s just a child... he doesn’t know anything... Don’t hurt him, please, and if he did anything wrong, I apologise..."
Bai Zhi walked over to the bed and wanted to hold her hand, but Yueyao swatted her hand away..
"Don’t touch ... It’s you... You are the one..." She roughly slapped her arm away. She couldn’t mistaken that voice, it was her.
"Yueyao, what are you talking about? What are you trying to accuse of? Yueyao, don’t be like that, while you were out there playing, I was taking care of your child..." With her gentle and innocent voice, she curiously queried, and Yueyao knew, without evidence, no one was gonna believe her, not even her husband.
"Yes, Mommy... Auntie Bai has been taking good care of and Daddy, and we had a fantastic ti while you were away! You should be grateful!" Shen Xuan nodded his head in agreent clinging to Bai Zhi.
Yueyao’s glassy eyes were fixed blankly on Shen Xuan, her chest heaving with shallow, ragged breaths. How could she have given birth to such a kid?
Every second she saw him, all she could rember was Shen Xiao’s cold voice calling Bai Zhi ’Mommy Zhi’ in front of him, their family portrait glowing under golden chandeliers as her blood soaked the marble floor.
She had lost all hope and no longer wanted to be his mother.. She shut her eyes tightly, feeling bile rise to her throat.
Even if she accused her of the kidnapping, she didn’t have any evidence! Even if she explained things to Shen Xiao, he still couldn’t believe her, he wouldn’t care, and wouldn’t do anything.
At that mont, the door swung open. Shen Xiao walked in, his tall figure casting a dark shadow across the sterile room.
His black suit was immaculate as always, his handso face expressionless. Only his obsidian eyes flickered faintly with suppressed emotions as they landed on her fragile form.
Shen Xuan turned to him imdiately, tears streaming down his small face.
"Daddy... Mommy doesn’t want ... she pushed away... I don’t know why..." he whimpered, wiping his wet cheeks with his tiny hands.
Shen Xiao frowned, his gaze returning to Yueyao, "What’s wrong with you?" he snapped impatiently. "He’s your son... Why are you acting like this?"
"What were you doing in such a place?"
Yueyao didn’t respond. Her cracked lips trembled as she stared at her bloodied hands resting limply on the blanket.
She had suffered several injuries, cuts, and even her surgical wound!
mories of the club, of sticky floors and cold tal handcuffs, flooded her mind in suffocating waves. Her shoulders trembled violently.
What could have beco of her if that man hadn’t saved her that night? Where would she be? Her eyes unknowingly broke down like a dam...
She has paid too much to have fallen in love with this man! She could never forgive herself! Ever!
Seeing her silence, Shen Xiao’s scowl deepened, "Answer ... What the hell were you doing there that night? Shouldn’t you be in the hospital recovering? Why were you running up and down?"
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