I've seen many of your tricks!
I was afraid of what I had just heard, so I quickly explained.
"No, I didn't! I really didn't! You misunderstood me, I really forgot, I never had such a thought! I've never thought of using any children to threaten you! Believe me! I really didn't!
I was suddenly a little flustered. His gentle expression of anger and his cold smile made me feel a chill that went down to the bone.
"You want me to believe you? Why should I believe you? The facts are already right in front of my eyes. Do I still need you to quibble about it? Do you have the guts to do it, but not the courage to admit it? "
Glaring at me, he said, "Isn't the child in your belly now? Do you dare to say that you do not want more? "
I didn't know when the tears had filled my face, but I pulled on his sleeve, crying as I shook my head, saying, "No! I really didn't, I really didn't! Believe me, I didn't think of it that way. I never thought of it that way! "I really forgot to take the medicine."
But he didn't believe it at all.
"Lin Xiang, I have seen many of these methods of yours, they are just too child's play. Let me tell you, don't think that you can think of all sorts of ways to get pregnant with my child, just because you are different! You must remember your own identity! Are you fit to be pregnant with my child? "
Just as I was about to shake off my hand, I pulled at him tightly and begged, "Calm down, please believe me this once, I really didn't mean to. If you believe me this once, can't you do it this once? I don't want more, I really never wanted to blackmail you! "
No matter what I said, his gentleness was like looking at a clown. He didn't want to argue with me, but he disdained me even more. Without waiting for me to say anything, he slowly shook off my hand which was holding his sleeve and walked out of the hospital.
I was standing alone in the corridor of the hospital, surrounded by people looking in my direction, but I ignored their looks and knelt on the floor, crying helplessly.
I felt as if I had been sent from heaven to hell, unable to accept reality. I didn't understand why this child would come at such a time.
He was clearly lovingly treating me to my birthday just now, but now he left me alone in the hospital.
I really didn't have any intention of threatening him with a child, but I knew he wouldn't believe anything I said.
His heart was filled with grievance and helplessness. I even heard the sound of my heart breaking.
I knew it was useless to cry, because it was my eyes that hurt. I couldn't hurt his heart, but I couldn't help it.
I told myself that it wasn't like I hadn't been abandoned, that I had been despised, that I had hated, that I had scolded, that I had left, that I had endured, what did I have to be afraid of?
So no matter how beautiful the flower was, it would still wither, and no matter how beautiful the dream would be, there would still be a time to wake up!
I walked helplessly out of the hospital, like a lost child, through the bustle of the streets. I only felt that my whole being was cold, that my heart was lonely, so I rejected the kindness of the passers-by. There was always a face, but it was stubbornly imprinted in my heart, cold and profound, nowhere to hide.
In the end, I went back to the small room I had rented. It was like my shell, where I could curl up and silently lick my wounds when I was injured.
For several days, I didn't hear from him. He never called me, he never called me, I called him, but he never got through.
My heart felt like it had been cut by a knife, and every time, I couldn't help but be tormented by longing. Tears dripped from my eyes as I thought back to the scenes when I was with him, little by little, and my heart ached to the extreme. How many times had I tried to muster up the courage to accept such a cruel reality?
I know that I was wrong, I have never changed. He is still a proud and decisive CEO, and I am just a pet. How can a pet have the right to control its owner?
Neither me nor the unformed life in my belly is welcome! Thus, I decided to go to the hospital for an abortion!
When I got to the hospital, I signed up for obstetrics and gynecology.
Then he sat in the corridor and waited for the call. I wrung my hands together and said it was impossible not to be nervous. I really had the thought of running away from here, but I knew that I couldn't. I had to be brave and face all of this alone!
Then I heard a cry, and there was a woman, kneeling on the ground with her hair down, holding the man's leg and saying sadly, "I beg of you! Let me keep this child! He is a life! "
"Life? What would he give birth to? What would you raise if you were born? Do you want me to sell my blood? " The man said bitterly.
"We won't spend a lot of money. We don't need to give him a good life. No matter what, he was still a life! I beg you! Let me keep him! "
"Have a meal? I'm almost out of food, where can I feed him? Hurry up and do it! I don't want any burdens! We have to get rid of it! "
"No, please, let him be! He was a life! I will definitely work hard to make money. I won't let it become a burden to us. Really, believe me, please! Let me keep him! I'm begging you! "
I looked at the woman who was crying sorrowfully, kneeling on the ground and begging while holding onto the man's leg. I really kowtowed to that man, but the man just stood there and coldly looked at the woman on the ground without a shred of mercy.
They seemed to be called, and the man grabbed the woman's arm to enter the room, but the woman screamed, cried, and kicked.
Looking at her humbly begging for the child in her stomach and seeing her desperately fighting for the sake of her own child, perhaps it was only because of financial constraints that they did not want to create any burdens or burdens.
But even so, that woman, as a mother, would rather suffer hardships than beg for her life!
I suddenly felt guilty. I am also a woman, and I will also be a mother, with the child of the man I love in my womb. Although he is also unpopular, as a mother, how can I turn my back on him? Why am I so ruthless?
I didn't even consider that this was a life, didn't even consider his wishes, and wanted to beat him up without considering it!
How cold-blooded and heartless I am!
I heard the nurse call from the doctor's office, "Number 14! Lin Xiang! 14th! Lin Xiang! Is Lin Xiang in? "Lin Xiang!"
My body jolted when I was called out. I immediately lowered my head, got up, and hurriedly ran out of the hospital.