Sr. Fu, a senhora enviou o convite de casamento
No dia em que perdeu o filho, Lin Zhiwan ligou inúmeras vezes para Fu Yanzhou. Tudo o que recebeu em resposta foi o som mecânico habitual no telefone e a frieza da mesa de cirurgia. Só mais tarde ela soube que, naquele exato momento, Fu Yanzhou estava com a filha, reunido com a ex-esposa. Finalmente ela despertou, decidiu partir, e tudo o que recebeu foi o escárnio do homem: "Sem mim, você não é nada!" ... Fu Yanzhou jamais poderia imaginar que, um dia, para conseguir ver sua esposa, teria de pagar uma fortuna como caução. Observando, orgulhoso, a mulher elegante comandando com confiança o martelo no leilão, Fu Yanzhou sentiu-se envaidecido: a melhor leiloeira do mundo era sua esposa! Quando ele apareceu com uma peça de bilhões de yuans, implorando que ela voltasse para casa naquela noite, Lin Zhiwan sorriu e lhe entregou um convite: "Sr. Fu, no dia do meu casamento, você precisa estar presente, viu?"
Sr. Fu, a senhora enviou o convite de casamento
Lin Zhiwan had stayed in the hospital for a week. On the day she was discharged, she overheard the nurses at the station gossiping.
They said she had undergone an abortion alone, stayed hospitalized for so many days, yet not a single family member came to visit her—it was truly pitiful.
Some even speculated that she was a hidden mistress, caught by the legitimate wife, forced to quietly come to the hospital to terminate the pregnancy and settle matters with money.
Her lowered hand instinctively clenched as she glanced at her abdomen.
The doctor had clearly said she was recovering well, yet why could she still feel that tearing pain deep within her flesh?
She put on her sunglasses to hide the exhaustion in her eyes and left the hospital.
Returning to Imperial View Garden, Lin Zhiwan went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.
The room was just as she had left it, indicating Fu Yanzhou still hadn’t come back.
But she no longer had the strength to care where he was or which woman’s bed he was lingering in.
She was truly exhausted.
After taking a few melatonin pills, she finally fell into a peaceful sleep.
She dreamt again of that day a week ago—blood gushing beneath her and a phone call that could never be answered…
“Baby!”
Lin Zhiwan awoke with a start from the nightmare, opening her eyes to the familiar bedroom.
She stayed still for a long time, staring at the ceiling.
That heart-wrenching pain pierced from her abdomen through her heart and spread throughout her body.
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