097 She lost her child, and he lost her. Duanmumu felt that all her strength had been drained away, but it seemed that more than just blood had been drained away, it seemed that it was her entire life, and her last attachment to this man.
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There was cramping pain in her lower abdomen, but at this moment he was as excited as if he had taken medicine. The last night, she had already experienced how strong he was in this area. She tried desperately to resist and squeeze him out of her body, but it only made her tighter.
She held him in her mouth.
Leng Anyen felt the heat and moisture overflowing from her lower body. He thought she was also moved, and became more and more excited. The muscles of his tense arms were strong, and round beads of sweat dripped from the ends of his hair, shattering on her white chest.
, a different kind of temptation.
Lowering his head, he swallowed and licked the little white rabbit on her chest...
The pain had already turned her face pale, but the man buried in her chest couldn't see it at all. In the end, she was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to resist, and let him twist and turn as he pleased.
"Why are you silent now? Didn't you just shout no? It's very comfortable, right? Do you think my skills are much better than that man?" His deep voice was like the devil of hell, and the irony was still there
It pierced the skin and penetrated the bones, and Duanmu closed his eyes in confusion.
Her body covered with bruises and bruises swayed up and down as he hit her. The beautiful sight made the man go even more crazy. His movements became more and more exaggerated and bigger, until he finally kissed her waist and eyes, kissing her there.
The place where his name is engraved, the hearty release...
Seemingly satisfied, Duanmumu heard his heavy breathing in her ears, but her consciousness finally disappeared and she could no longer feel anything, even the pain seemed to be gone.
There was blood seeping out between the white legs, staining the big bed underneath him red. Unfortunately, the sheets were blue, and you couldn't see it if you didn't look carefully.
Leng Anyen raised his head from the crook of her neck and looked at her with her eyes closed and her long eyelashes fluttering like a tired child. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart and couldn't help but lower his head and bite her delicate chin gently.
After taking a sip, his voice softened due to exhaustion, "Why are you so weak?"
In his heart, she was a little tiger that was always full of fighting power, but why did she look like a broken flower at this moment?
Doubts flashed through his mind, but the throbbing of his body and mind still made him stay in the sea of love without retreating, and her soft wrapping made him feel so comfortable. If he could, he wanted to stay in her body forever, for the rest of his life.
After a while, he reluctantly withdrew from her body. But as soon as he moved, he felt something was wrong. There was still heat gushing out of her body, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air...
Leng Anyen's brows were beating sharply, her heart was sinking uncontrollably, and the hands on her sides were shaking, but his eyes did not dare to look under her.
Fingers replaced eyes and reached down her body, but when the eye-catching redness on her fingertips fell into her eyes, Leng Anyen's tall body trembled violently as if struck by lightning...
How could this happen? Although he admitted that his actions just now were a bit violent, she was not the same, right?
The veins on his forehead bulged out. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and forced himself to calmly take out a tissue and wipe it off her lower body. However, the tissue quickly became soaked. He repeated it several times, but still couldn't stop it.
Seeing the blood under her body, he began to be afraid...
"Wife, Mumu... wake up, Mumu..." He patted her face gently, but she was like a tired baby falling asleep, and she didn't respond at all.
Leng Anyen jumped up from the bed and stared at her blankly for a few seconds. Then he seemed to have gained consciousness and put on his clothes haphazardly. Then he picked up the quilt and wrapped her around her, and ran out——
In the white ward, Duanmu Mu was lying there, with no blood on her face or any expression, resembling a lifeless female corpse. However, the instruments on the side were still beeping, proving that she was still alive.
Leng Anyen sat there, like a sculpture, staring at the person on the bed for a moment, as if he was deep in thought, but also as if he was not thinking about anything.
The doctor said that because of too intense love, she lost her child.
When he first learned about the existence of this child, he hated it so much that he wanted to strangle that little life with his own hands. But when the doctor said those words, when he knew that he had strangled the little life forcefully, he realized
This was not what he wanted. He had no pleasure at all, only guilt.
"She's awake!" Suddenly, a voice of joy sounded in the ward, and sure enough, Leng Anyen saw her eyelashes that had been sleeping move...
However, before he could stand up, doctors and nurses surrounded him and isolated him.
Duanmumu's head was so dizzy that she felt a strong light shining through her, which stung her so much that she couldn't open her eyes. A moment later, she heard someone say in her ear, "The patient should be fine, just rest more."
She was finally let go, and Duanmumu slowly opened her eyes. The eye-catching whiteness, the white sheets, and the white walls, made her feel like she was in heaven, but she had a hanging bottle on her hand.
It turns out it’s not heaven, it’s a hospital.
"You need to rest now. You can't shed tears, don't touch cold water, and don't eat raw or cold food. The miscarriage caused you to lose too much blood. If you don't pay attention to it, you will develop problems and affect your future fertility..." The doctor said ramblingly,
But Duanmumu seemed to have only heard two words - miscarriage.
Is her child gone?
His hand subconsciously touched his lower abdomen. Although it had always been flat, the feeling was completely different.
At this moment, she felt that it was not her belly that was empty, but her heart.
She didn't know when the doctor left, but when she raised her eyes again, she saw the person on the sofa.
The tall figure was hidden in the light, not very clear, but even so, he was still so charming.
Just one glance made Duanmu Mu's heart hurt violently, like a saw blade being pulled back and forth.
As soon as the light in front of her eyes dimmed, he had already walked over, pulled up a chair and sat in front of her, looking at her with his dark eyes, which seemed to contain too many emotions, but Duanmumu no longer cared about what they were.
"The child is gone, right?" She knew clearly, but she still asked, without knowing why. Moreover, when she asked this question, she looked at him, as if she didn't want to miss any of his expressions.
He looked at her and her dark eyes suddenly darkened, as if she had been penetrated by something. After a moment, his low-pitched voice sounded in the quiet room, low, "I'm sorry..."
Only these three words made her heart feel like it had been stabbed countless times and then dipped into salt water. The pain was in the nerves, although it was incoherent, and it hurt every time.
What she lost was her child, but he only had these three insignificant words. How ironic!
Duanmumu stared at him. He was still wearing the same suit that he had worn for two days. It was a bit messy and his whole person was in a bad mood. It seemed that he had not had a good night, but no matter how sad he was, how could he be worth it to her?
?
Unable to bear her sharp gaze, Leng Anyen stretched out his hand to cover her gaze, but he didn't dare. In the end, he could only fall on her hand. Probably because of the liquid hanging from it, that hand
It was so cold that it was so cold that even the capillaries under the skin were clearly visible.
"I didn't expect it to be like this, I really wasn't sincere, I..." He said, holding her hand tighter and tighter.
The warmth of his palm drove away the coldness on her back, but it could not warm her heart. Listening to his words, she suddenly wanted to laugh, but she couldn't. She just asked softly, "Are you satisfied now?"
"
The hand holding her trembled, and pain appeared in his black eyes, "Just pretend that this didn't happen, okay?"
He wanted to say that once the child was gone, the matter would be over and he could forget about her cheating.
"This is a gift, so don't I have to thank you gratefully?" She raised her voice, her tone a bit sharp, like an awl piercing his eardrum.
"I didn't mean that, I meant... let's be nice from now on, stop hurting each other, and forget the past, okay?" After she woke up, he had always had this apologetic attitude, even deliberately suppressing and tolerating it.
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Forget? Later?
How could he say such words?
His face is so thick!
Leng Anyen seemed to see her excitement and quickly said, "Don't say anything now. You have a good rest. When you feel better, we will talk again!"
He held her hand and put it to his lips, but Duanmumu shook it away violently, as if the hot breath he breathed was the most poisonous snake in the world.
She was so strong that she threw him away and the needle on the back of her hand. When the infusion tube fell off, the blood droplets drew an arc in the air and dripped on the white sheets, stabbing her.
Leng Anyen's eyes.
"Don't make trouble!" He pressed her down, took the cotton swab on the bedside, and pressed her bleeding mouth, "You can't bleed anymore."
She bled so much last night that she almost scared him to death.
Duanmumu sneered, "Did I shed enough blood last night?"
He choked on one sentence as if a stone was stuck in his throat. It turned out that she knew...
It seemed that she begged for mercy yesterday, saying it was in pain, but he was so crazy that he almost didn't notice it. He even thought that when hot fluid flowed out of her lower body, it was a sign of her passion.
"Stop hurting yourself, okay?" He murmured, his voice so low that it seemed like he had no voice, "Even if you hate me, I'll just wait for you."
Duanmumu fell weakly on the bedside, hating? Is hatred useful? Can it resurrect her lost child?
Everything is impossible, this is probably God’s will!
The old lady wanted a child so much, and now she finally had one, but she was killed by his biological father.
This is probably because God has eyes and destined them not to have any contact.
Closing his eyes, Duanmumu looked extremely tired again, moved his lips, and calmly uttered three words, "Get a divorce!"
Not a question, not a request, but an affirmation.
Leng Anyen's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he tightened his grip on her hand. At this moment, he suddenly realized that she had lost her child, and he had also lost her.
His heart seemed to fall into a dark hole, which frightened him, "We, let's not talk about this now!"
"I want a divorce!" Duanmumu repeated his decision as if he had not heard his words.
"Mumu..." Leng Anyen was forced to breathless by her.
Duanmumu suddenly opened his eyes when he heard his sudden loud voice, "What? Do you still have a reason to refuse? I gave you such a cuckold, will you still want such a wife?"
She said everything sarcastically, and he knew it!
"..." He was speechless for a moment, and the air became stagnant.
At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open violently, and Su Huanan strode in...
