The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 87 Misunderstanding
He shook his head: "I don't know."

"Do you think this door is conspicuous?"

"It's conspicuous on the outside, but not on the inside, but as long as you go inside, it's not difficult to find it." He snorted coldly when he said this: "I thought this could lead to the outside, but I didn't expect it to be a vegetable cellar."

"Your imagination is too exaggerated." I said, "If it can lead to the outside, thieves can definitely come in."

"The door is locked from the outside, so what does it matter if a thief comes in and steals a few vegetables?" He sneered, "Which little thief dares to steal Pu Laosan? Which Jiangyang thief is willing to offend him for vegetables?"

"His watermelon is sweet." I knew he had a point, but I just wanted to interrupt.

He gouged me out: "Stupid pig."

"Don't forget to scold me when you are about to die." I sneered.

He bared coldly: "Don't understand what I say?"

"I understand," I said, "but now that you have a fever, God knows if you'll last 72 hours. Besides, the police could come in any moment."

He sneered, with no fear on his face: "So you want to be a widow?"

I didn't speak.

He too fell silent.

In fact, the current situation is very suitable for discussing divorce with him, because he has no conditions to beat me, let alone kill me.But it's too weird to talk about it now, especially when he has a fever.

After a while, he spoke again: "What do you want to ask me?"

"what?"

"You look like you have something to say."

I said nothing.

"Speak." He looked at me with a half-smile, "I don't have the energy to hit you."

"I..." Forget it, let's talk: "I want to ask you, do you want a divorce?"

"I don't want to." He refused very simply.

"why?"

"you are pregnant."

I was speechless.

His expression was that of a triumphant general.

"The child is fine so far." I said, "He is quite strong."

He smiled slightly, but did not speak.

"When I was lying on the bed just now, I kept thinking that maybe the child was not born before, and it wasn't the saddest thing for him. Because I was very selfish at the time, I only wanted him, but I didn't make an identity as a mother. Due consideration.” I said: “Before every child is born, the family should make preparations. Prepare to like their parents, enough money, and a safe and happy environment. I didn’t have these at the time, I just wanted to give birth child."

He slowly suppressed his smile and said nothing.

"I always feel that my parents are still alive. Maybe they just abandoned me because they couldn't support me. But this is a very bad thing for me. Until now, I seldom realize that being alive brings me Come to be happy." I continued: "I thought you were ready this time, in that case, even if Dad is a bit strange, he still has the conditions to give birth to him. But..."

Having said that, deep down in my heart I wish he would say something like "Stay if you want".

Really, I wanted him to stay, even though my mind would think it would be better to have an abortion.

But he didn't say anything at all, just kept silent.

I tried my best to calm myself down and said, "Divorce is not the point. I just said that I want to leave, but I don't insist on it." Anyway, if he doesn't agree, I can't leave. This is meaningless.

He avoided my gaze and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"

See, he can understand me clearly, but he just pretends to be confused.

Maybe it's because he doesn't care about it at all, the baby in the belly is a trouble for him, and he wants me to have an abortion as soon as possible.It was last time, and it is this time.

I finally forced myself to speak: "I promise to have an abortion."

He still doesn't speak.

After a long silence, I regained my courage: "And I promise, as long as I don't leave you for a day, I won't let myself get pregnant again."

He looked at me, still calmly silent.

I couldn't stay any longer, and was about to get up from the ground to see if I should pour a glass of water or a bowl of soup, and in short, I wanted to avoid him.

But he grabbed my arm and said, "You can do whatever you want."

My heart sank.

"If you want to have a baby, you can move to my father's house after you get out, and you will be raised by my father's side when you are born, just like a star." He said: "If you don't want to have a baby, you will have an abortion."

I asked, "What about the divorce?"

He smiled: "What do you want?"

"divorce."

"Okay." He said happily, "The divorce will abort the child."

I couldn't help asking: "Do you remember what happened before?"

"Me?" He laughed, looking a little sad: "I should be asking you if you remember."

I hurriedly asked, "So you still have a third personality?"

As if he had heard the Arabian Nights, he smiled, turned his face away, let go of his hand and said, "Anyway, you think about it yourself."

I looked at him and wanted to say something, but he obviously didn't intend to participate in the discussion, so he stopped.

Now that he really agrees, should I give birth?He changed his decision twice in one day, how many more times will he change in the next nine months?
I looked into his face and thought again of the moment when he kicked me down the stairs.

I didn't see his face clearly that day, but that kind of cold, every time I think of it, makes me feel scared.

If the same thing happens again, I will definitely die.

After thinking about it, I made a decision: "Then get a divorce, I will have a miscarriage."

"Okay." He still closed his eyes and said, "I'll take you to the hospital as soon as I get out."

We've been stuck here for at least 48 hours.

Fanyin and Pu Lan took turns changing each other's dressings on the second day, and the bleeding barely stopped, but Pu Lan continued to have a low-grade fever from the second day on.Whether it is taking antipyretics or physical cooling, it has not had a good effect.

Fanyin's fever subsided quickly, but she has not been energetic since then.

My hand became more and more swollen and painful. Fanyin said that it was festering, and asked me to use anti-inflammatory drugs to resist it, but the effect was very small.

Because no one has the strength to move Pu Lan, and he really can't move, and he needs to keep warm.Fanyin and I made a floor mat on the ground.But even lying together, it's like they don't know each other.

We were trapped in this ancient tomb-like place, and even started to feel suffocated in the few hours we were about to go out.So much so that when someone rushed in, even Fanyin didn't draw out the knife immediately.

Mrs. Han, Fan's father and a middle-aged man came in one after another. They should be Pu Lan's family members.

Fan's father and Mrs. Han rushed over to hug Fanyin. When I got up, someone supported me, it was Mr. Han.

People from Pu Lan's family also ran in, so let's get out of the way and let them carry Pu Lan out.

Everyone was sent to the hospital they had contacted with each other. As soon as I went out, my eyes immediately started to cry, and Fanyin passed out. Mrs. Han said he had a fever.

I always wondered why I didn't find that he had a fever after touching it several times. I didn't find out until I went to the hospital that I had a fever myself.Because the wound on my hand is already infected.The bone on the back of my hand was broken, and it took a lot of effort to connect it.

When I arrived at the hospital, I almost passed out. I just remembered telling the doctor that I was pregnant, and I was afraid that they would hurt the child with the medicine.

When I fainted, it suddenly occurred to me that I didn't need to say that anymore.Now that he has decided to divorce and take away the child, it doesn't matter if it hurts or not.

But I don't have the energy to say that anymore.

When I woke up, I was already in the ward.

Of course there is no one in the ward, after all I have no relatives.

I lay down by myself for a while, groped my stomach for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

It's Mrs. Han.

When I remembered, she rushed over to hold me down and said, "Lie down, don't move."

I asked, "Is Fanyin awake?"

"Not yet," she said, "but the doctor says it's out of danger."

"Oh."

In fact, I also want to know about Pu Lan's situation, but he is not in the same hospital as us, and it is even more impossible to ask Fan Yin's mother about such things.

I fell silent, but Mrs. Han said, "The doctor said you told them you were pregnant."

I nodded: "Yes. But..."

I don't know what to tell her.

"But you're not pregnant at all."

I am stunned.

"Look, here is your ultrasound checklist." She opened the drawer, took out a piece of paper, and said, "Not at all."

I looked at the paper and said in a trembling voice, "But there are two lines on the pregnancy test stick."

"There is a very small chance that the pregnancy test will be wrong, and it may be a false pregnancy. Do you really want to be a mother?" she asked.

I shook my head.

I don't want to, I dare not think.

"Don't be sad." She said: "Having a child now is not good for your health. You should recover for a few more years. It's not right now."

I didn't speak.

So, I just tested Fanyin's attitude.

This should be good news.

But all this fuss seemed meaningless in an instant.

I should be happy, but suddenly very sad.

Mrs. Han was still at the side comforting me and said, "Even if you are really pregnant, you two will definitely have a baby after two days of tossing around like this, so don't be sad."

I shook my head.

She patted my head.

"I'm not upset about this." I said, "I just...I..."

After a few minutes, I gradually calmed down.

Mrs. Han said: "I still don't know how Yinyin got into a fight with him?"

I knew I should tell her, but I didn't want to.Then he said, "When he wakes up, you can ask him."

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.

"I want a divorce."

"Divorce should be made clear first." She said, "It's not too late to divorce after making sure there is no misunderstanding. I will definitely support you when you get to that point."

"No." I said, "I don't care if there is a misunderstanding or not, I just want a divorce."

She pursed her lips and looked at me sadly.

Just like this time, having a child was a misunderstanding, but his attitude was not a misunderstanding.I should be happy, right?He neither has children, but also knows his attitude towards children.So he used to say "because the child is not his, so he doesn't want it" just lied to me.

I don't want to know why he lied to me.

Don't want to know if there is a misunderstanding in it.

I think it's great news to have no children.

Really.

(End of this chapter)