Chapter 570 - I’ve ReallyGotten Married Today

Chapter 570: I’ve ReallyGotten Married Today

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Mohan wielded power over the whole of Karghalik. His first company had just been listed. The generation of Lu Jinwen and Old Master was slowly fading away, and the start of his era had just begun.

He would not allow his legacy to end with no descendants in his lifetime.

Moreover, An’an had leukemia and needed the blood cord to save her life.

But now, it was very difficult for Tang Mo’er to conceive again.

Gu Mohan’s handsome face was dark and somber and nobody could fathom what he was thinking. He moved his thin lips. “Understood.”

After a few moments, he added, “Please don’t tell her.”

Don’t tell Tang Mo’er.

“I understand.” The doctor turned around and left.

...

In the ward, the anesthesia was slowly dissipating in Tang Mo’er’s body, and she was beginning to regain the sensations of her body. Her stomach was still hurting and it was empty. The baby was gone.

Her baby was really gone.

Tang Mo’er’s icy-cold hands clutched the bedsheets. Her eyes were dry and lifeless. She had no more tears left.

She was already unable to cry anymore.

At this moment, a coarse thumb stroked her face. She heard a man’s low and hoarse voice. “Mo’er, do you still feel any pain?”

Mo’er, do you still feel any pain?

The voice was filled with pity and heartache.

Her luscious, thick lashes quivered. Tang Mo’er gradually opened her eyes. There was a tall and handsome figure standing by the bed. Gu Mohan was looking down upon her.

The man’s handsome face grew clearer in her vision, and then gradually became blurry. Her eyes were dry at first – she did not want to cry. But after seeing him, she burst into tears, and they came cascading down her face like an endless torrent she couldn’t hold back.

Gu Mohan took out some tissue paper and hunched his tall body to dry her tears gently. “Mo’er, be good, don’t cry, okay? You had a miscarriage and you are now in your confinement period. Crying will harm your eyes.”

There were many people who did not want the child in her stomach to be born.

She would become strong. Without Gu Mohan, she could still live a good life.

She did not want to prolong the suffering anymore. Today, she would have a clean break with him.

Was this what it felt like to have your heart broken?

“Ha.” Gu Mohan’s throat let out a sinister laugh, and he laughed a few more times soon after. “Ha ha, are we done playing? Mo’er, you are really naive to the point of being ridiculous. Is it up to you to decide when we start and when we end? I’m telling you now, we have only just started.”

With that, he stood and lifted her up.

“Ah! Where are you taking me?”

“Shh, don’t speak, you will know when we get there.” He pressed her head to his chest and draped his coat over her body. Only her little face was revealed. “Mo’er, are you tired? Close your eyes and rest in my arms for a while. I will carry you.”

His cashmere coat covered her body. His warmth and masculine scent emanated from the coat. He cared for her meticulously and did not want her to be exposed to the cold air during her confinement period.

It was as if nothing had changed between them, but she knew that things were different now.

Their lost baby had become an insurmountable chasm between them they would never pass.

...

Gu Mohan carried her onto the luxurious car. Half an hour later, the car came to a stop at the church.

He had brought her to the place where his wedding ceremony was held.

Tang Mo’er looked at the fresh flowers and red carpet and her heart hurt tremendously. Her hands tugged his sleeve, and she stared at him with her reddened eyes. “Gu Mohan, I don’t want to be here. Let go of me, I want to go back!”

Gu Mohan glanced down at her with his bloodshot eyes. A frosty sneer played on his thin lips. “Why not? Mo’er, you missed my wedding. I have brought you here to see it now.”

This man was really ruthless. He had actually brought her to the venue where his wedding ceremony was held.

This was the torture he was giving her, to let her witness his wedding with her very own eyes.

“Gu Mohan, let go of me. I want to go back. I don’t want to see, I don’t want to see!” She pummeled him as if she was insane and struggled vigorously.

But her resistance was futile. She had just undergone an operation and her physical strength was lacking. Her fist landed on his body, and all he retaliated with was a sneer.

He coldly looked at her struggling in his arms. He carried her onto the red carpet and walked into the church.

He placed her on the bench in front and took out two books. He threw them in front of her and smiled. “See, Mo’er? This is my marriage certificate. I’ve really gotten married today.”