When I woke up, I was already in the hospital. The smell of disinfectant filled my nose. It wasn't a good feeling.
I struggled to get up, but my movements affected the wound under my body. It was so painful that I gasped.
I couldn't help but curse that bastard Fang Yin in my head. Why is he so violent every time?
I worriedly rubbed my flat belly. I was worried about the baby. I wondered how he was doing.
Perhaps I was making too much noise, but the door suddenly opened from the outside. Fang Yin strode in.
His eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles under his eyes. It looked like he hadn't slept well last night.
"How are you?"
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. I turned my head to avoid his fingers and said angrily, "I won't die. Are you happy now?"
Yesterday, you tortured me, and now you care about me. What a carrot and stick drama!
Fang Yin pulled his hand back with a pale face. He clenched his fist and gazed at me.
"Do you know you're pregnant?"
"I do."
I nodded. I knew that since we were in the hospital, I couldn't hide it from him. There was nothing to hide.
The veins on Fang Yin's forehead bulged. He suddenly took a step forward and squeezed my chin. It looked like he wanted to crush it.
"It seems you've known for a long time."
I screamed in pain and pushed his hand away. I took a few steps back and hugged the quilt tightly. I looked at him vigilantly.
I didn't understand why he had suddenly gone crazy.
"I know I'm pregnant. Is there a problem?"
"Tell me, whose baby is it?"
Fang Yin didn't want to let me go. He stepped forward again and shouted.
I was so scared that I clutched my head and screamed, "Mine! Mine! My baby!"
"Your baby?"
Fang Yin halted and looked at me in bewilderment. He couldn't help but repeat the same sentence.
"Of … Of course, it's my baby."
I nodded hurriedly while keeping my guard up against him. I was afraid that he would go crazy again.
In my stomach, it was naturally my child. There was nothing wrong with that. It was just that I had purposely concealed the child's father.
Ling Feng and I were married for three years, but we didn't get pregnant. But I only got together with Fang Yin a few times, and I won the lottery. What an ill-fated relationship.
"Good, very good. Yu Moxin, you are really good. You have divorced Ling Feng, but you still want to give birth to his child!"
A flash of pain flashed across Fang Yin's eyes. He suddenly kicked the chair, causing it to fall to the ground with a piercing sound.
But he wasn't satisfied. He glared at me angrily, then pulled the door open and left.
"Bang —"
The door slammed shut, making a loud noise that startled me. At the same time, it blocked my vision. My heart was still pounding.
While he heaved a sigh of relief, he was also puzzled.
Why was Fang Yin so angry? Was it because he thought that I was pregnant with Ling Feng's child?
What if I told Fang Yin that I was pregnant with his child?
Would he be happy then?
No, he wouldn't!
Instinctively, I stopped this thought.
Fang Yin just wanted to take revenge on me. How could he want me to give birth to his child?
I knew this child was a mistake from beginning to end, and I should have aborted it, but I couldn't bear to give up this child. I could feel it growing in my belly day by day, and it was a very special feeling.