C12

Chapter 12 - Bleeding Admission

"You hate it when I touch you, huh?" Xu Zhimo's intoxicating face leaned close to the woman. His hot breath recklessly sprayed onto her neck, causing her to feel a wave of numbness.

Lin Xia-hua's face quickly turned crimson, her ears turned completely red, but she did not lose any of her sanity.

She pressed her hand against his chest, preventing him from getting any closer. A sharp pain came from her stomach, causing Lin Xia Hua's breath to contract.

"Have you forgotten that I have your child in my womb?" Lin Xiafua pushed himself away for a short distance, then quickly hid himself in a corner, his shoulders constantly shrinking.

"My child?"

Xu Yimo repeated the words with confusion in his eyes. Soon after, his eyes became a bit clearer as the corners of his mouth lifted in a cold smile.

"No, no, you should understand that I don't want this child." His voice was steady and strong, not at all drunk.

His smile was somewhat cold, causing Lin Xia Hua's heart to violently tremble.

"Since you care so much about this child, I will not let you have your way." As soon as he said that, the man's large palm slid down the curve of her waist.

She felt a chill on her body, and the man pressed his body down, grabbing Lin Xia-hua's wrist with both of his hands and holding it high above his head.

"No, Xu Yimo, wake up a bit. You, have you forgotten? Mother told us to have the baby properly. " Until this moment, she was completely flustered and didn't know what to say.

"Are you threatening me with my mother?" There were a few traces of anger in Sen Ye's words.

The next second, the man quickly took off the clothes that were in his way, and just as he was about to go through them, his stomach suddenly started rolling non-stop.

Xu Yimo frowned. When he entered the bathroom with his long legs, the sound of running water could be heard.

The person beneath her had long been drenched in cold sweat. Lin Xia Hua still had lingering fear as she patted her chest. Her fingertips trembled as she touched her stomach as she muttered to herself, "Fortunately, you're alright!"

Otherwise, she would never forgive herself for saying anything.

Time passed by very slowly. Lin Xia Hua's back was covered in sweat from the struggle, and was sticky against her skin. She forced herself up.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped and the man walked out. Lin Xiayuan had squatted for too long before suddenly standing up, her legs couldn't help but go soft.

She raised her panicky eyes and realized that Xu Zimo was not looking at her and did not want to do anything out of line. Instead, his body fell heavily onto Lin Xiashua's bed.

They had always slept in separate rooms, but tonight, for some reason, he would suddenly barge in.

The man was lying on the bed, his tall body forming a silhouette on the floor.

Lin Xia Hua waited a while before approaching him. After confirming that he had fallen asleep, she let out a long sigh of relief.

When her fingertip touched his face, she subconsciously retracted her finger. There was still a layer of sweat on the tip of her finger. The man's face was covered in sweat, especially on his forehead.

Lin Xia-hua went into the bathroom and gave him a towel and some wet water to wipe his face, then followed the outline of his feet. Suddenly, her wrist was captured, and she was so scared that she almost fell down.

"Nutmeg" took a long time before he could utter those three words.

The last syllable was soft and gentle, completely unlike the time when it was directed at her.

Her wrist was pulled, and when Lin Xia-hua heard his voice calling someone else's name, her heart skipped a beat, filled with bitterness.

Early morning.

A few rays of sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains.

Xu Yimo rolled over and opened his eyes. His dark and heavy pupils were still covered in a layer of mist.

His large hand lifted the blanket and was about to get up when he noticed a small figure beside him.

Her slender body was curled up, half of her body was wrapped in a blanket, while the other half was revealed. Her black hair was like ink spread out on the pillow, covering half of her face.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yimo's heart stirred, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

Lin Xia Hua's even breathing rose and fell. Her small and exquisite face had a faint blush on it. Her lips were lightly pursed, emitting a faint fragrance that belonged to her.

A strap of the dress fell to the side of her arm, and her tender skin was like the most natural of jades.

As Xu Zimo looked at her, a warm current flowed through his stomach. He actually reacted in an instant.

He subconsciously frowned. Although he hated this woman, he felt a lot about her body.

Just looking at it gave him a physical impulse.

Xu Yimo was lying on his side on the bed, his fingers slightly curled up towards her smooth and tender skin as he stretched them out.

The woman's skin was very elastic. It was as if he was possessed by a devil, but the moment he touched her, his little body twisted twice, and her eyes snapped open.

Seeing that it was Xu Yimo, a tinge of fear unconsciously appeared in Lin Xia Hua's eyes, and her body subconsciously moved towards the bed.

When Xu Yimo saw this action, he felt a little upset, but there was also a little sullen anger in the depths of his eyes.

"Dressed like this so early in the morning, are you trying to seduce me?" He sneered as he looked at the white dress on her body.

Lin Xia Hua instinctively looked at her clothes and was at a loss for words. Last night's clothes had been torn by someone, so she was forced to change into this one.

Lin Xia Hua did not speak, nor did she intend to answer him.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man became even angrier. He coldly lifted his lips and said, "Get down."

Lin Xia Hua: "… …"

"This is my bed!" she said lightly. Although she said this, she still obediently got off the bed.

Xu Yimo looked at her figure and actually had a feeling that it was difficult to describe. It was very subtle, very strange.

Just as his slim body was about to enter the bathroom, Xu Eimu's sharp eyes caught a scene that shocked him.

He panicked a little, but then quickly disappeared again.

"Halt."

Lin Xia Hua's footsteps paused as he slowly turned around and tilted his head to look at him.

Following that, a gust of wind blew over. When she could clearly see the man's body, he had suddenly appeared before her.

Frightened by this sudden scene, Lin Xia Hua recalled the scene from last night and took a step back in panic.

Xu Zimo grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him. His palm slid down her skirt and stopped at a certain spot.

Lin Xia Hua followed his line of sight, and saw that the red spots on her skirt had dried to a dark red color.

"I …"

Hearing this, Lin Xia Hua panicked. She remembered that her stomach did hurt a bit last night, but because she was too afraid and because the man fell on the bed, she ignored this question.

"Mother Wu, ask the driver to prepare the car."

With that said, he took Mother Wu and Lin Xia-hua to the hospital.

After hanging up the number, the doctor gave the conclusion that fetal qi was unstable and needed to be observed and treated for a few days.

Only then did the two of them relax. They went to the front desk to go through the admission procedures.

A series of vibrations and a ringtone sounded at the same time. Xu Yimo took out his phone, saw the name on the screen, and calmly walked towards the other side.

After a minute of answering, a strange expression appeared on Xu Zhimo's face after he hung up the phone. He looked at the woman who was going through the discharge procedures and pondered for a few seconds.

Mother Wu noticed that there was something strange about him, so she hurriedly went forward to greet him and respectfully asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

Xu Yimo put his phone back in his pocket, looked at the little figure in front of him and said lightly, "Mother Wu, accompany her in the hospital."

Then, he turned around and left.