C238 "I won't keep pestering him any longer!"

No more pestering him

Xiao Yan's black eyes darkened as he started the car, his thin lips tightly pursed. He did not plan to answer Qiao Mo's question.

Qiao Mo's gaze was fixated on his tense face, "Xiao Yan, tell me, do you really have no feelings for me anymore? If … If you say no, I'll … "

— He would never be bothered again.

But when the words reached his mouth, Qiao Mo felt that no matter how brave he was, it was difficult to say it out loud.

Xiao Yan clenched his two directional discs tightly and slowly said: "I'll send you home tomorrow. From now on, you don't need to look for me anymore."

It was almost an emotionless sentence.

Qiao Mo was shocked. What did he say? Don't come looking for him in the future?

Although he didn't clearly answer Qiao Mo's question, his words had already made it clear that he couldn't say it more clearly. In the future, don't come looking for him, you just don't want to interfere with each other, right?

But could the two of them really just break up and walk their own paths?

Was he going to give up his baby, too?

Qiao Mo bit her lip. For the sake of love, marriage, and her children, she had almost given up her last bit of self-esteem. What about our children? "

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and said, "I will give you both sufficient alimony."

"That's not what I want!"

Qiao Mo's tears, like golden beans with a broken string, splashed onto the back of her hand.

Xiao Yan let out a light sigh, and finally said: "But I can only give you this."

… ….

After returning to the villa, Qiao Mo had been silent the entire time.

She did not ask Xiao Yan about why he loved her nor did she ask him about whether he truly loved her.

So much that even she herself had given up.

Maybe she really was overthinking it, or perhaps she thought Xiao Yan was too perfect, and she had an inferior personality. Maybe Xiao Yan was a normal man from the very beginning, and would get tired of women, and would like new women.

Qiao Mo wrapped herself in bed and silently shed tears. She rubbed her stomach, not daring to tell the child inside her about her father.

Qiao Mo was really too tired, she was finally willing to give up, and did not want to dig deeper into the truth behind Xiao Yan's change of heart. Maybe there was already no truth behind it, but Xiao Yan's change of heart was simple.

But exactly because there was no truth, and his goal was simple, Qiao Mo became more dispirited.

Qiao Mo laughed bitterly and buried herself deeper into the blanket.

Outside the window, the night was dim and dark.

… ….

The next morning, when Qiao Mo woke up, her eyes were red and swollen.

When Qiao Mo went downstairs, she did not see any trace of Xiao Yan. Instead, it was Su Qingwan who acted like a hostess.

Seeing Qiao Mo, Su Qing Wan assumed the appearance of the mistress of the house.

Su Qing Wan held the dining plate with both hands and invited Qiao Mo with a faint smile, "Since you're awake, come over and eat breakfast with me."

Qiao Mo lowered her head and did not answer.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was walking down the stairs, so Su Qingwan immediately put down her dining plate and went up to greet him. She grabbed his arm and walked down the stairs together with him.

"Ah Yan, I made breakfast according to your taste. Come quickly and try it. "If you don't do it well, don't you dare despise me."

Every word, in Qiao Mo's ears, became the most ear-piercing sound.

Qiao Mo did not turn around to look at Xiao Yan and Su Qing Wan. She stood still where she was, took a deep breath and walked towards the washroom.

Perhaps it was because he was really too tired, and after a few days of lack of sleep and worry, as well as after such a long journey, his vomiting had actually increased.

In fact, Qiao Mo's previous pregnancy wasn't serious, but now, it was unknown if it was because she had a cold or if her body was too tired. It was already too early in the morning, and she had already vomited water before even eating.

… ….

Xiao Yan sat at the dining table, not in the mood to eat.

The sound of Qiao Mo retching could be heard in the washroom.

His heart began to rise bit by bit.

Su Qingwan said from the side, "It's already been more than five months, how could you still vomit? Wasn't this pregnancy long over? "Could it be..."

Su Qing Wan deliberately paused, and the last few words were not said, but how could Xiao Yan not hear what she wanted to say?

Xiao Yan pursed his lips, with a cold and serious expression. His black eyes looked Su Qingwan straight in the eye, and said word by word, "Qiao Mo is making a joke about this sort of thing."

He got up and strode into the bathroom.

Su Qingwan sat at the dining table, indignant. "Hey …!"

… ….

Qiao Mo who was in the washroom was kneeling beside the toilet, her head lowered as she vomited into the toilet.

Her face was pale as a sheet, and she looked utterly haggard.

Xiao Yan walked over, patted her back, but was swept away by Qiao Mo in an instant.

"I don't need you to care!"

Qiao Mo was stubborn and strong. Since their relationship was already so stiff, she naturally wouldn't continue to depend on him.

However, Xiao Yan opened his mouth and said, "I'll send you to the hospital."

Stubbornness against stubbornness would only make it harder to deal with.

Qiao Mo sneered. She had thought that in his eyes, in his heart, there was only Su Qing Wan. She couldn't see or hear her at all.

But now, what was the point of having such unnecessary concern?

Qiao Mo curled her chin and looked at him coldly, "You're treating me so well right now, so the chances of me relying on you in the future will increase. It's best if you don't give me the reason and idea I need to stay by your side. At that time, neither of us will be good for you. "

"Qiao Mo." Xiao Yan frowned.

Qiao Mo clenched her fists and said calmly: "I know that you are not worried about me right now, but about your child. "Don't worry, I'm more worried about my child than you are. I know my own body very well."

After saying that, Qiao Mo struggled to stand up. Perhaps it was because she had knelt at the side of the toilet for too long, but when she stood up, her vision went black, and her legs also felt numb under her body.

Xiao Yan quickly grabbed her body.

"Be careful!"

After being stunned for a moment, Qiao Mo felt that this man still cared about her, and had even … She loved her.

However, all of this was just her imagination.

Qiao Mo laughed bitterly, taking her arm out of his palm, she supported herself on the wall, and dragged her weak body out.

She replied without turning her head, "Don't worry. I will leave this place today."

In the future, she would no longer disturb him.

… ….

Qiao Mo returned to her bedroom and simply packed her luggage.

When he dragged his luggage down, Xiao Yan was just about to head out to the company.

Seeing Qiao Mo going downstairs, Xiao Yan said lightly: "Come, I'll send you to the airport."

When Qiao Mo went downstairs, she wanted to help her carry her luggage, but Qiao Mo didn't let go at all.

It was not that Xiao Yan didn't understand her stubbornness, he could only give up. If he cared too much about her, it would be exposed.

In that case, this was good as well.

Xiao Yan retracted his hand and walked into the courtyard.

… ….

After they got in the car, it was unknown if Xiao Yan said this intentionally or not, "When Qingwan and I return from Switzerland, I will go back to our country and settle the divorce procedures with you. What you deserve, I promise I'll give you both a penny and a half. "

Switzerland …?

Suddenly, like a sharp sword, it pierced Qiao Mo's heart.

Xiao Yan is going to the Switzerland with Su Qing Wan?

Going on a honeymoon in advance?

Qiao Mo's fingertip fiercely pinched the center of her palm.

She gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

And from the corner of his eyes, Xiao Yan indifferently swept his gaze across her small face.

After a long while, Qiao Mo finally said in an indifferent tone, "Rest assured, I won't disturb you any longer. I will stay away from you. "

Xiao Yan even replied, "En."

Qiao Mo's fingertips dug into the soft center of her palm, seemingly about to shatter.

It was only at this moment that she finally realized why people could be so quick and heartless when they didn't love one another.

… ….

Reaching the airport, Qiao Mo didn't know how she was able to not turn back once as she walked forward with large strides.

She only cared about not letting her tears fall, but also focused on covering her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud. She even wanted to run out of this suffocating world.

She did not dare to turn her head to look at Xiao Yan, who was behind her.

But although it was clear that he had betrayed their marriage first, it had now turned into Qiao Mo fleeing in panic.

Going back home meant that his relationship and marriage with Xiao Yan had completely broken up and ended.

Going back home meant … We may never see each other again.

Oh, maybe, when you get a divorce, you can still see her.

Qiao Mo walked all the way to the departure lounge before finally finding a secluded spot to sit down. She lowered her face and looked at her bulging stomach, tears streaming down her face. But we'll have to be happy from now on, okay? "

… ….

After Qiao Mo returned to Sea City, she was the only person in the huge New Garden Villa.

At this moment, the curtain of the night had fallen. The weather outside was as if her mood was dark and gloomy. The November rain came fast and quick. Everything was unexpected.

During the night, a strong wind suddenly blew, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. The sea outside emitted sounds of fear, as if there was a tsunami.

The eastern window was not closed, and the clothes hanging on it were drenched. When Qiao Mo ran over to take a look, she discovered that there was Xiao Yan's suit on top, he did not know which of her tendons was wrong, and quickly ran to the window to close the window.

There was a flash of lightning from outside, and her hand shook, causing her to stagger back a few steps.

All the lights in the room suddenly went out. With a loud bang, the door was knocked open by the thunder.

Qiao Mo's face was deathly pale, her hands were tightly entwined, her heart was trembling slightly. Thunder and lightning mixed, on a rainy night in a large, dark room, she was very afraid.

He walked to the window and closed it with much difficulty. The dark sky lit up with another bolt of lightning. After that, there was a deafening clap of thunder.

Qiao Mo ran into the bedroom and wrapped herself in a blanket. It was already cold in Hai Cheng and the heating in the room had stopped.

But perhaps it was fear that made her back sweat, cold and hot.

There was still the scent of that person left on the blanket. It was so warm, and it made her miss him so much. As long as she felt it with her fingertip, it was like she was addicted to it, and it made her miss him more and more.

The rain outside was still pouring down, threatening to break through the cosmos and the wastelands. Her entire person, her entire breath, her entire heart, was drenched.

She closed her eyes and hugged the blanket. There was only one name left in her mind.

— Ah Yan.