Chapter 293: Chapter 293 A Tool for Giving Birth_1
The pain and resentment in her eyes were so clear. Was bearing his child such a painful thing for her?
He clenched his fists, leaned in close to her, and word by word said, “I don’t care how much you hate me, but you must give birth to this child! If you dare to even contemplate aborting it, I will make all the people you care about pay for it with their lives!”
Jian Yufei’s face turned pale instantly, hearing such ruthless words for the first time.
She slightly opened her mouth, her throat felt as though someone was strangling her, unable to utter a single sound.
She felt cold throughout her body, and it solidified her belief that he was indeed a devil.
As Ruan Tianling’s gloomy face slowly moved away from her, she finally felt a momentary relief in her breathing.
“From today onwards, you will move back to the old villa. Aunt Li and the others will take care of you. What you need to do now is to rest for the sake of the unborn child, understand?” The man extended his hand to hold hers, but she flinched away, as if he were more terrifying than poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts.
A glimmer of cold light flashed in Ruan Tianling’s eyes, and he softened his tone, “In the villa, you can do whatever you want, and all the servants inside will listen to your commands. Of course, the prerequisite is that you cannot leave, and you must cooperate fully with the pregnancy.”
Jian Yufei felt helpless, this man was nothing more than a bandit who made no sense!
She could no longer suppress the anger in her heart and blurted out resentfully, “Yes, as long as you like it! Because you like it, you can do whatever you want with me. Because you like it, you can restrict my freedom, making me do whatever you want! Because you like it, you can disrespect me, disregard my dignity, and force me to bear your child like a machine?!”
“Who told you to act as a surrogate mother?!” shouted Ruan Tianling, equally angry.
“My child, would you let him follow me? You want him because you’re worried about not having a healthy heir. In your eyes, am I not just a tool to produce children!”
“...” The man’s face turned from dark to pale green with rage. He gripped his fists tightly, truly afraid he might crush her in his anger.
Yet, there was nothing he could rebut against her words.
Jian Yufei covered her face, on the verge of breaking down, and yet, she did not cry.
Her tears had long dried up. She would never cry again.
At that moment, Ruan Tianling’s phone rang. It was a call from Yan Yue.