Chapter 8.1 (2/2)

In fact, he didn’t have any big reaction at all, he only rapidly narrowed his pupil, but there was no expression on his face. I noticed his hand, because he was holding his arms, I could only see his index finger, slightly trembling, his elbow was very tight. I uneasily stared at him, regarding this matter it was also my first time, I also don’t know what his reaction would be. In fact, I just wanted to tell him, regarding the business situation it’s also not a big deal, even if failed he can also start all over again. I can can accompany him and there’s also our child, there will be no one that can’t separate our family of three. The child and I will be with him, always accompanied by his side.

But his appearance like this, he didn’t even turn back to utter a word to me, I don’t know what he’s thinking, however seeing him like this, I was not at all happy.

Finally, he smiled, his laugh seems very calm, very cool, “Oh, it turns out to be a shotgun wedding, no wonder it’s so urgent.”

I exhausted my entire body’s strength to control myself from taking the knife on the table and throwing it at him, “You a.s.sh*le! The child is yours!”

The interior was surprisingly quiet, he stared at me, I could not inarticulate what his facial expression was, he appeared startled, and also look surprised, or was it confused, or even heart-broken, in any case there still no joy.

My heart sank to the deepest part of the sea, my fingers were cold, my lips tasted bitter, ask, “You don’t believe in me?”

He quickly said, “I believe you.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, at least in his mind, I will not take this kind of thing to deceive him.

But he did not look happy, he even appeared very, very lost, he stared at me, staring at me the entire time, I have no idea what he was staring at.

I don’t know why, I suddenly felt a bit fearful, like a bad premonition, probably because he was silent for too long, too long, long as one’s foot coming down the stairs, I do not know what was waiting for me.

His voice was like a string that’s hasn’t been tuned, with indescribable dryness, as if a great deal of effort, before he uttered this sentence, “Ye Jing Zhi, abort this child.”

In my head “buzz” a sound, I felt an unpleasant shock, looked at him incredulously, I could hardly believe he would say these words, but he clearly just said them. I used to just think he does not love me, now I know, it turns out he absolutely despise me. Even his own flesh and blood he wanted to kill, did he despise me to this extent?

I heard my own voice, already trembling, “Why?”

He looked at me, staring at me the entire time, I don’t know what he’s looking at, but I knew was trembling, I asked again, “Why?”

He finally turned his face away, his gaze fell into the distance of nothingness, “I don’t want you to have a baby.”

These eight simple little words pushed me into the terrain. Many previous situations from our three years of marriage flash like a movie playing in the back of my mind, he treated me indifferently, the awkwardness, those words he said… … I bear out a layer after layer of sweat, just like all the blood in my blood vessels were to seep out of my skin, I felt my mouth parched and my tongue scorched, my limbs were cold, just as tempting to suck away my tendons, like I was stabbed by dozens of knives, all stabbing in my heart, so painful that my stomach twitched. I could not stand up, holding down the table. I looked at my own big tear drop on the carpet, then many soon followed, blurring my vision. What is there to cry about? For this a.s.sh*le, he doesn’t want me, he also doesn’t want my child either, what is there to cry about… …

“Jing Zhi!” He still wants to embrace me, I tried desperately to pull away, but was unable to break free from his hand, instead the back of my head hit on the table legs. I’m always so foolish, so muddle and harming myself. He did not dare to move, like begging, “Jing Zhi, you’re still young, you can always have children later… …”

I finally looked up at him, look at this guy I have loved for five years, from the age of twenty-one until now, the most beautiful years of my life were given by him. I gave him all my love. But the presence him, I don’t know at all. Or the person I thought he was, was only my own wishful thinking.

My tears surged out, just like my heart, broken into pieces, embedded within my internal organs, stabbing me very uncomfortably, but it was hopeless. I looked at him, and asked, “I can have children again—— just not with you, right?”

Through the blurred tears, I saw his lips moving, like in vain to explain something, but I couldn’t hear the slightest of what he was saying. My ear had a rumbling sound, as if one thousand big truck pa.s.sed by and crus.h.i.+ng my entire person in the process.

Little soy bean, mummy never thought in a thousand to million that your daddy really didn’t want you. He is so cruel, mummy is being unfair to you.

I was extremely heart-broken, as if someone has broken my heart, and then piece by piece were all thrown into the fire, watching it burn into ashes.

Turns out the saddest thing in this world was when a heart turns grey.

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