Just thinking that this child is not available because of him...
It felt like there was a thorn stuck in his heart, and if he touched it lightly, he would feel pain.
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There was no suspense, An Ruo had a miscarriage.
After staying in the operating room for half an hour, she was sent to the VIP ward.
Tang Yuchen asked a servant to bring him clothes to change into. Then he sat beside the hospital bed, staring at the unconscious An Ruo with his dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.
That night, there was a violent storm outside, with lightning and thunder. It was not until dawn that the storm stopped. The sun rose from the east, and it was another sunny and good weather.
An Ruo woke up at noon.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the white ceiling of the hospital, and the smell of disinfectant was in the air.
She suddenly remembered the scene in her dream. In the dream, Tang Yuchen was running in the heavy rain with her on his back. Her stomach hurt and the child was disappearing little by little.
No, that was not a dream, it was real.
An Ruo reached out and touched her lower abdomen, which was empty and shriveled. The child was indeed gone. She had no feeling when he existed.
But when he disappeared, she could feel that he was really gone.
Just like some things, only when they disappear can you know that they have always existed and their importance.
But she wasn't very sad. The child was gone, so it was gone.
Maybe he really shouldn't have been born, or maybe he had no fate with her.
Despite this, her heart still felt a little painful and uncomfortable. Her eyes were sore and stinging. An Ruo closed her eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye without warning.
There were fingers wiping away her tears. She opened her eyes, turned her head, and met Tang Yuchen's dark eyes. The man pursed his lips and looked at her without saying a word, with a knowing look in his eyes.
An Ruo looked at him expressionlessly, and suddenly said to him coldly: "You are a murderer!"
Tang Yuchen's eyes moved slightly, and she said again: "You killed him!"
He still didn't speak.
An Ruo looked away, with a flash of hatred in her eyes, "Tang Yuchen, I said you would have retribution, and now your retribution has come. You killed your own child, this is your retribution!"
"..."
Feeling really hateful in her heart, An Ruo sarcastically attacked him with words: "I think you are not only a slave to your wife, but also a slave to your son. Haha, you are destined to be alone for the rest of your life and have no relatives for the rest of your life!"
Tang Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if her words had touched a sore spot in him. He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.
There was suppressed anger in his eyes, and there was a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
"You say I am a murderer?!" He smiled very coldly, which was a sign of extreme anger. "An Ruo, you are also a murderer! You concealed his existence, and you indirectly killed him!"
An Ruo's pupils shrank, and her heart stung like a needle.
"It was you who killed him!" She yelled at him, raised her hand and waved his hand away. She said emotionally: "It was you who killed him! Get out of here, I don't want to see you, not for the rest of my life."
See you!"
She struggled to remove the needle from her hand, and a stream of blood immediately oozed from the back of her hand.
An Ruo stood up, grabbed a pillow and threw it hard on the man. Not satisfied, she grabbed everything on the bedside table and threw it at him.
Tang Yuchen hurriedly took a few steps away, pursed his lips and watched her lose control.
