After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 596 Mu’s mother recognized Eason
Eason's indistinct screams came from behind. He was pressed to the ground by two people, and one person roughly thrust a gastric lavage tube into his throat.

Eason lay on the ground in pain, retching again and again. The tears shed due to stimulation could not hide the hatred in his eyes.

Mo Huainan pushed Mu Jinhuan out of the laboratory building and turned onto the path leading to the back of the park.

"Why don't you let me stay?" Mu Jinhuan was unhappy.

Mo Huainan just helped push a wheelchair for her, but he crossed the line and made the decision for her.

"There's no need to let dirt stain your eyes." Mo Huainan said as he carefully walked around the pebbles on the road.

Mu Jinhuan sneered, "Is there any place on this island that is clean?"

The screams of the drug testers in the experimental building are still lingering in my ears. In a purgatory where people are used as experimental subjects, everywhere they go is the same filth and blood.

"Just think that I am doing it for your mental health." Mo Huainan pondered for a while and then said.

Mu Jinhuan wanted to laugh, "I'm not a flower in the greenhouse, why can't I even see this bit of blood?"

"Yeah, even I can't remember how many times I've fallen into your hands."

Mu Jinhuan pouted, "It's good to know."

Mo Huainan looked at Mu Jinhuan's cold side face and couldn't help but smile.

The woman he fell in love with was a little cat with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth that was not easy to mess with. Anyone who underestimated her would definitely pay the price.

But even though he knew she wasn't that fragile, he still subconsciously wanted to take her away from those nasty things.

Perhaps this protective desire stems from his liking for her.

Mo Huainan pushed the wheelchair up the slope, and the two sat side by side in the small pavilion.

The salty sea breeze blew gently on her face, and Mu Jinhuan tucked her fluttering hair behind her ears.

"Why did you bring me here?"

She had no interest in admiring the beautiful scenery on this blood-soaked island.

"I have something to ask you." Mo Huainan said.

"If your mother asked you to let Eason go, would you agree?"

"how is this possible?"

Mu Jinhuan frowned, not expecting Mo Huainan to ask such a question.

Mo Huainan lifted the blanket on Mu Jinhuan's legs, "Have you ever thought about why Chi Gui couldn't save your mother even though he risked his life for half of it?"

Mu Jinhuan lowered her eyes and recalled Gu Nanting's words.

"Brother said that my mother took the initiative to follow Eason..."

Her tone softened, and she suddenly pulled out a clear thought from the chaos in her mind.

"You mean, my mother recognized Eason?" But as soon as she finished speaking, Mu Jinhuan denied her guess.

"It's impossible. The last time my mother saw Eason was before my aunt passed away."

"He was still a swaddled baby at that time. How could my mother recognize him?"

Mo Huainan didn't change his expression, "It's not difficult. I just noticed a red rope hanging out of Eason's chest. It was probably left by your aunt for him."

"Although your mother is unconscious, she may not be able to recognize the token. After all, your aunt's death is a deep imprint in her memory."

Mu Jinhuan was silent. Her mother could no longer remember her and her brother, but she was willing to follow Eason.

What if the mother really interceded for Eason like Mo Huainan said?
"No matter whether mother hates me or not, I will never show mercy to Eason." Mu Jinhuan's eyes were firm.

"If you forgive Eason, you will allow him to become a time bomb that threatens the safety of the Mu family at any time."

Mu Jinhuan has always had the habit of eradicating the roots. Even if her mother never regains her consciousness and even gets angry at her because of it, she will never give in.

"Then keep an eye on her. It's best not to let her see Eason again for the rest of her life." Mo Huainan said solemnly.

Mu Jinhuan nodded, recalling how her mother was extremely resistant to her just now, and lowered her eyes sadly.

Mo Huainan noticed her sadness, hesitated for a moment, moved his arm, and attached his big palm to Mu Jinhuan's small hand resting on his knee.

Mu Jinhuan came to her senses and struggled uncomfortably. Mo Huainan exerted slight force to prevent her from escaping.

He rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand soothingly, "Even at this time, you still refuse to rely on me?"

Mu Jinhuan was stunned, but she still pulled her hand back hard.

She said in a low voice, "I don't have the habit of relying on others..."

"Shh-"

Mo Huainan interrupted her.

Then, a touch of warmth brushed her ears, and she raised her head and met Mo Huainan's watery eyes.

"You don't have to explain this to me, there will always be times when you need me."

Mu Jinhuan raised her hand and touched it, feeling the soft touch of petals on her fingertips.

Mo Huainan conveniently broke off the small flowers from the branches and put them in her ears.

The pink flowers make her face look like peach blossoms, making her even more beautiful.

"It's beautiful." Mo Huainan said seriously.

The sea breeze brought the fragrance of flowers to the tip of her nose, and Mu Jinhuan turned her head and looked at him intently.

The messy throbbing was deafening, as if something broke out of the ground in her heart and sprouted quietly.

(End of this chapter)