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Child, husband, can only choose between the two?

Was she too greedy or was he too much?

"Can you get me a glass of water? I'm so thirsty. "

The drunk Zhuo Weitang felt especially uncomfortable. His stomach was burning so badly that even his throat felt like it was on fire.

Zi Yan stood up and poured some water for Zhuo WeiTing to drink.

Putting down the cup, he wanted to get on the bed, but Zhuo Weiting grabbed his hand.

"Yan'er, don't betray me, never."

Looking at Zhuo WeiTing, whose eyes were half closed from drunkenness, Zi Yan really wanted to say that she never betrayed him.

"Yan'er, why do you keep these vile spawn? "Why?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Weitang opened his eyes and roared angrily at Zi Yan.

"Hubby, do you really think it's a vile spawn? "Are you going to keep our children like this?"

Zi Yan was crying on Zhuo Weiliang's chest.

She thought of herself. She thought of what happened after she was born in an unexpected life. The mental defenses she had built up all along suddenly collapsed.

"It's not mine, it's not mine …"

It was unknown if Zhuo Weitang was awake or not, but the way he shouted was as if he was responding to Zi Yan, but it also seemed like he was venting his anger.

"Will you be like before if I don't have children?"

Zi Yan's hand rested on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

His heart was beating fast, but why was he refusing to listen to the words of others?

Could it be that his heart was made of iron?

"Hubby, I promise you. I don't want any children, but you must promise me one thing as well."

Zi Yan closed her eyes, pressing her face against Zhuo Weitang's chest.

"Promise me that if there is another woman, you must tell me. Don't let her hurt me. If you have another woman, just tell me and I will leave quietly."

Zi Yan cried softly.

She was afraid she would become like Mommy.

The kiss on her body made her understand how Mommy had felt.

She seemed to understand her a little, and the resentment she felt towards her lessened a little.

If one day, Zhuo WeiTing really had another woman, then she would choose to leave quietly.

She didn't want to hurt him, nor did she want to hurt her child. She just wanted to go to a peaceful place and live her life as a protector of beautiful memories.

"Women, I want women, I want many many many women."

Suddenly, Zhuo Weitang held Zi Yan's face and spoke while looking at him.

"Hubby, do you know what you're saying?"

No matter who it was, it would be hard for them to listen to their man say that he wanted a woman.

"Woman, I want a woman …"

As he spoke, he suddenly went berserk and with a flip of his body, he pushed Ziyan beneath him.

It was followed by a storm-like kiss, one that made Zi Yan helpless.

"Hubby, don't, it will hurt your child."

When Zhuo Wei Ting tugged at Zi Yan's clothes, Zi Yan panicked a little, but did not dare to resist too forcefully.

Zi Yan was very scared. The doctor said that she should avoid sharing a room three months ago, as that would easily result in miscarriage.

But now that Zhuo WeiTing was drunk, not only did he have a lot of strength, he was also a bit rough.

"Child? "This isn't my child at all. You lied to me, you lied to me …"

Zhuo Weitang held Zi Yan's face, looking at her, he seemed to be exceptionally clear-headed.

"I don't. You will regret it in the future."

Looking at her face, Zi Yan no longer knew what pain was.

She had already figured out that if he was really that insistent, if he really was that disgusted, she wouldn't want him anymore.

If the child was going to fall today, it only meant that she had no fate with the child.

Closing his eyes, he waited for Zhuo Weicai to occupy the space roughly.

All he could hear was the sound of clothes being torn, and the searing pain on his skin.

His hand was like a flame, and she no longer cared.

There was some pain in her chest. He was indeed savage today, but that pain made her want to obtain more.

It was not that there were too many, but it was a kind of desire, a desire for his trust, a desire for happiness.

She silently prayed for her child in her heart. Your child, you must be strong, even if this time we are fated to be mother and son, there will still be a next time.

Just as Zi Yan was holding onto the thought of facing death, Zhuo Wei Ting, who was on her chest, stopped moving.

Lying on her chest like she was asleep.

It took Zi Yan a while to realize that something was amiss.

It was only when she gently pushed him, did she realize that he had really fallen asleep.

As she gently pushed Zhuo Weitang to her side, tears and smiles could be seen on Zi Yan's face.

It seemed that the heavens still wished her to keep the child.

Only this child could prove her innocence, or he would remember it all his life.

Hiding by his side, Zi Yan thought back to her life with him these past few months.

He was the first person who had been kind to her, her husband, and although they had not been recognized by the law, he was already, in his heart, her husband.

She didn't know what would happen tomorrow.

Maybe tomorrow he would take her to the hospital. She was afraid, but she didn't have the courage to leave.

The next day, Zhuo did not wake up until 11 o'clock. He went to the company without eating.

At night, Zi Yan was the only one on the table.

"Sister Gui, isn't Young Master coming back to eat again?"

Zi Yan looked at her sister-in-law and asked softly.

"Yes, the Young Master said that he will be back late tonight and told Young Mistress not to wait for him."

Sister Gui was also in a difficult situation. They were both masters. As a servant, she could only follow her master's instructions.

"Oh, sister-in-law Gui, I can't afford it. You can't make more from now on."

Zi Yan said as she put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Young Mistress, you are pregnant. For the sake of the child, you should eat some."

Aunt Gui looked at Zi Yan's face which was getting smaller and smaller, and asked with worry.

"I know, but I really can't eat it. I just want to vomit."

Zi Yan lowered her head. She didn't know how long this child would last, she was truly reluctant.

Right now, Zhuo Weiting's method of staying out at night was forcing her to have an abortion.

When she returned to her room and looked at the diamond ring on her finger, her heart gradually cooled down. After hesitating for a moment, she took off the ring and placed it in the drawer.

Happiness was always so short. She really didn't want to part with it.

She touched her belly. Although she still couldn't feel his heartbeat, she could feel his vitality.

A life with both of them in it, a child who would call her mother.

Unlike other married women who could go home if they were not in a good mood, she had no parents.

She did not even have private money, even if she wanted to leave it would be difficult for her. The money she owed Gao Jianfeng that day had yet to be repaid.

Closing the drawer, Zi Yan changed into her pajamas and went into the hall to wait for Zhuo WeiTing.

She was willing to give in. She didn't want this child anymore.

As long as he was still the same, and she was willing to give up, she could go to a girls' school and not have children.

Aunt Gui and the rest were asleep, and Zi Yan was curled up on the sofa.

It was late in the night, but the figure had not yet returned.

As he curled up on the sofa, he seemed to hear the sound of a car in a daze.

Since he drove back, then he didn't have any alcohol to drink tonight. He just didn't know what time it was.

She wanted to get up and turn on the light, but her legs were numb and she couldn't move for a long time. When she was able to move, the door opened from the outside.

"Oh, A-Ting, you're so good …"

The light was on, but that kind of disgusting, trembling sound caused the lightning to strike Zi Yan.

Following the ear-piercing light, Zi Yan saw a man and a woman in revealing clothes. The woman's dress belt had long since slipped off, not revealing anything.

Without a doubt, this woman had a sexy figure. She was a mature woman.

This was not the reason why Zi Yan's blood froze, the reason why Zi Yan wanted to explode was because of the hand on the woman's chest.

It was Zhuo Weiting's big hand. His suit and tie were long gone, and his shirt was unbuttoned.

On his open chest was a red lip print. He could see the kiss at close range.

Yesterday, today, was this his strategy?

Zi Yan wanted to get up and return to her room, but her body seemed to have lost control.

In the end, she could only watch as Zhuo Weitang and the woman made their way upstairs.

One of the woman's legs was wrapped around his waist, and the other was wrapped around his leg as if she were hanging from his body.

Zi Yan immediately vomited, because she didn't eat anything at night, so all she vomited was sour water.

She tried to call out to him, but her voice caught in her throat.

Watching them disappear at the top of the stairs.

At this moment, Aunt Gui came out.

"Young mistress, did the young master return?"

There were no tears on Zi Yan's face, it was not because she did not want to cry, but because she could not.

This was the true face of a man.

"Young Mistress, you look so pale. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zi Yan shook her head, she was afraid that she would scream the moment she opened her mouth, afraid that she would go crazy.

"Young Mistress, go back to your room and rest. Young Master will worry when he comes back and sees you like this."

Sister Gui supported Zi Yan upstairs.

Zi Yan's will said that she couldn't go, but her feet listened to Aunt Gui's arrangements.

Upstairs, there was still some distance to the room, but the woman's lecherous words had gotten louder.

They didn't even close the door?

That was her room. She had been sleeping there ever since she came to Zhuo's house, but now, she was dirtied by another woman.

Aunt Gui's feet froze as she awkwardly asked Zi Yan.

"Young Mistress, is the Young Master back?"

Zi Yan did not say anything, but just looked at the bedroom that once belonged to her.

"Young Mistress?"

Aunt Gui seemed to be afraid and wanted to stop Zi Yan.

Zi Yan was like a machine as she stopped in front of the door. As she looked inside, her face was completely red.

How could the young master do such a thing?

Even if his mistress was pregnant and couldn't sleep together, he couldn't take other women home with him.

What should he do now?

"Aunt Gui, you should go rest."

Zi Yan stood in front of the door, looking at the men and women who were rolling around on the bed.

Under the bed, there were unsightly clothes.

Close your eyes, she told herself.

He had done it obvious enough.

"Young Mistress, I'll help you to the guest room to rest."

Sister Gui supported Zi Yan and was very worried.

As it turned out, she was only fit to stay in the guest room.

Zi Yan did not move, but turned around with her back facing the room.

"Aunt Gui, you should go to sleep. I'm fine."

Zi Yan was very calm.

Perhaps he had already seen such a scene before.

Over a decade ago, Song Qianshan had put on such a scene.

She clearly remembered Mommy pulling at her hair, forcing her to look at the bed for the whole night.

It's nothing, it's just a nightmare, it's nothing.

"Mm …" "Ah Ting, you're great …"

"I love you so much …" "A-Ting …"

In fact, the woman's voice wasn't pleasant at all. It sounded just like a pig being slaughtered.

At the very least, the woman Song Qianshan had called a lot better than her back then.

Moreover, Zhuo WeiTing didn't even bother to shout. It was obvious that this woman couldn't satisfy him.

Zi Yan smiled, she didn't understand why her mother wasn't calm back then.

Wasn't it just a bedtime scene? As long as he turned on the TV, it would be very easy to see that the encrypted channel was much more interesting than this.

"Child, look carefully, this is your father. In the future, you must not learn from him, or else Mommy will beat up your little PP."

Zi Yan's calm voice was not loud, but it overshadowed the cries of the women and reached Zhuo Weiting's ears.

He looked at the woman with her back to the room, her eyes filled with pain and shame.

The woman on the bed was still calling out with all her might, but her curvy body couldn't pique his interest.

That night, Zi Yan stood outside the door until daybreak.

Although the door was open, it forcefully separated the two.