The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 223 Putting aside reserve and loving him
After Qiao Mo returned to Xinyuan Villa, facing the empty room, he just felt empty in his heart.

She flipped through the text messages and calls on her mobile phone repeatedly, but none of the text messages or calls came from the person she was thinking of.

The even more frightening realization in my heart was that Xiao Yan... really didn't want her this time, and didn't want their child anymore.

For no reason, Qiao Mo's finger subconsciously tapped Xiao Yan's cell phone number and dialed it.

Her heart, following the ringing of the phone, rose to her throat.

Before she left Switzerland last time, they had a fierce quarrel, and if he told the door, he would never come to him again.And she also said the same angry words, but now, she lowered her head and went to look for him?
It's not because she's afraid of losing face, but because Xiao Yan is really angry, and she still won't answer her calls this time.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Qiao Mo waited quietly for an unknown time, until a mechanical female voice came from the other end, reminding her: "Sorry, the number you dialed has not been answered at the moment, please dial later..."

Qiao Mo lowered her arms disheartened. The mobile phone she held in her hand was still on, but her heart had already been extinguished because of the mechanical female voice.

Xiao Yan even stopped answering her phone calls.

She was still thinking about how to apologize to him and how to coax him.

Even though, it might not be her fault.

But in love, who doesn't compromise?

……

Xiao Yan, who was far away in Switzerland, was sitting on a black executive chair, looking at the missed calls on the table, without blinking his black eyes.

He kept staring at the caller ID from the time the call came in until it went off.

Whether to answer Qiao Mo's call, or whether to ignore her, became his concern.

There was no way for him to tell Jomo that his physical condition, this time, might really not escape the arrangement of fate.

If so, his choice will still be the decision made two years ago.

Let her hate him, let her fly away.

But the only difference from then was that now she was pregnant with his child.

Xiao Yan's worry about her became even more serious.

The man got up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Through the glass, he looked at the busy traffic under his feet.

Jomo, a name engraved on the tip of his heart, is like a tattoo, and it hurts faintly.

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

All the memories about her are warm and painful memories that I want to go back, but I can no longer have them.

……

Qiao Mo stayed in the villa in Xinyuan. Day after day, from morning to night, she watched her mobile phone, but she couldn't wait for Xiao Yan's message or call.

Xiao Yan seemed to be erased from her life.

Could it be that because of Lu Hailan's matter, he really wants to cut off all contact with her?
And their children, he really doesn't want them anymore?
Jomo was in the house, sleeping extremely restlessly. In the nightmare, no matter how she ran or chased him, he never looked back.

"Ayan...!"

Jomo woke up from the nightmare.

When she opened her eyes, she found that she was leaning on the sofa and fell asleep. When she woke up, facing the empty room, her mood suddenly fell.

She and Xiao Yan have "lost contact" for more than half a month.

Jomo mustered up his courage and made an unknown number of phone calls.

But on the other end of the phone, there was still... no one answered.

Jomo's hand holding the phone hangs down in despair.

……

The longing for half a month is suppressed in the chest, and there is nowhere to release it.

Jomo couldn't bear it anymore, she became anxious.

Even Qiao Mo called Zhao Qian, "Assistant Zhao, have you contacted Xiao Yan recently?"

Zhao Qian on the other side frowned slightly and said, "I haven't contacted the boss recently. Ma'am, aren't you with the boss?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, feeling a little hard to say, "I came back early because of some accidents. A Yan has not contacted me for a long time. If A Yan comes to you, Assistant Zhao remembers to remind me... "

In fact, Qiao Mo's heart was sore. When did she need to ask Zhao Qian about Xiao Yan's movements?
Obviously, she is his wife and the mother of his child. Compared with Zhao Qian, she has a closer relationship with Xiao Yan, but now, she has to count on Assistant Zhao to give her news about Xiao Yan.

Jomo smiled wryly.

Zhao Qian respectfully said: "Okay, ma'am. Don't worry, the boss is probably too busy recently, so I didn't bother to call you."

Do you really care about it?
Or rather, don't want to pay attention to her at all.

For half a month, there was no news from Xiao Yan. When she called him, he didn't answer at all.

She knew that she really angered him when she was in Switzerland last time, because of Lu Hailan's matter, she clearly chose Lu Hailan.

But in the situation at that time, he should understand her situation.

It's not that she really doesn't want to be with him anymore, she doesn't know why Xiao Yan suddenly wants to force her like that.

Qiao Mo lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to caress his lower abdomen and said, "Baby, is it true that Dad doesn't want us anymore?"

Women are always so duplicity, momentary words, does Xiao Yan really mean it?
Qiao Mo picked up the phone and thought a lot. Since he didn't answer the phone, he must not want to talk to her.

What if...she texts him?

He might take a look.

With such a mentality, Qiao Mo sent Xiao Yan a text message.

The content of the text message was very long, Qiao Mo talked a lot, and finally, she deleted all the text messages verbatim.

No matter how you write it, you will find it is wrong.

In the end, he only wrote a short sentence and sent it——

"Ayan, I apologize for what happened last time, can you...can you forgive me?"

Qiao Mo's words were so condescending that he almost abandoned all his self-esteem, let go of all his reserve, and lowered his body to coax him.

But Xiao Yan might not reply to her.

The text message was sent, but Qiao Mo didn't think that Xiao Yan would reply her.

Heart, slowly sank.

……

Lu Hailan often comes to Xinyuan to see Qiao Mo recently. Her complexion is very bad, as if she is ill.

Qiao Mo was very worried. He held Lu Hailan's hand and asked, "Mom, why are you looking so bad recently? Are you sick?"

Lu Hailan's eyes were startled, and she held her hand instead, "No, mom is fine, maybe she has stayed up late recently, so her complexion is a little pale. You'll be fine if you rest more, don't worry."

Qiao Mo's mind was completely offline. She looked at the empty room and sighed subconsciously.

Lu Hailan also noticed it, and said: "Xiao Yan hasn't come back for so long, you are still pregnant with his child, he is so heartless, what are you still doing here? Xiaoxiao, listen to mom and go with mom ,OK?"

Qiao Mo shook his head, looked at the empty room, but said firmly: "Mom, I've already made up my mind to wait for Xiao Yan to come back here. I'm pregnant with his child, Mom, I've made it clear, I don't Maybe break up with him."

Lu Hailan looked at her with lost eyes, "Xiaoxiao, didn't you promise to be good, you want to sever ties with Xiao Yan? You child, how can you go back on your word?"

"Mom, I'm sorry. I know you can't let go of your hatred, but Mom, can you stand on my side and think about it for me?"

Lu Hailan took a deep breath, she didn't want to quarrel with her daughter, she didn't have much time, she couldn't be angry with Qiao Mo because of an enemy.

After she died, even if Qiao Mo loved Xiao Yan again, he would never be with Xiao Yan again.

Lu Hailan sighed, and patted her hand, "Mom, it's up to you. But, Xiaoxiao...you have to be careful with this man!"

"Mom, he is the father of the child in my womb. I believe he will not harm me and the child."

Lu Hailan doesn't want to say anything more, in the future...

She took a deep look at Qiao Mo, stroked her hair and said, "Xiaoxiao, if mom is not around in the future, you have to take good care of yourself, you understand?"

In fact, Lu Hailan's worry is completely unnecessary.

After so many years, Lu Hailan has not taken care of her by Qiao Mo's side. Qiao Mo has no maternal love and mother's care, and has lived alone for so many years.

"Actually, mom knows, Xiaoxiao, you don't need me."

Qiao Mo frowned, "Mom, what are you talking about? Why don't I need you?"

Lu Hailan shook her head, her eyes were moist, she wiped her tears and said: "For so many years, you have been alone with your Job, I know, you and your Job must have suffered a lot, especially you Job, In order to raise you, I have no children of my own for the rest of my life..."

When Qiao Sheng was mentioned, Qiao Mo felt a pain in his heart.

Qiao Sheng has passed away for some time. Although Qiao Sheng is not her biological father, he is closer than her biological father. Qiao Sheng can feel how good Qiao Sheng is to her.

"Mom, I'm not bitter, I just made things difficult for Jober."

Lu Hailan nodded, "When I get there, I must thank you Job well."

"Mom! What are you talking about?"

Lu Hailan smiled, "Yeah, what am I talking about?"

But Lu Hailan understood that her condition was deteriorating and she would not live long.

She was very satisfied to be able to look at Qiao Mo quietly like this.

……

Massachusetts General Hospital, Boston, MA, USA.

It is not known when Xiao Yan's surgery will be arranged. The expert group has not yet made a decision. As for him himself, it seems that he has no plans to do the surgery.

Xiao Yan had just finished a painful chemotherapy, the man's complexion was pale, but his chin was clean, his eyebrows were clean and bright, and the hospital gown he was wearing made him look like a tuxedo.

This man is a bit cold, reminiscent of a cold moon, arrogant and elegant.

The female nurse took the mobile phone of the patient in the ward to the lounge, handed it to him, and communicated with him in English: "Mr. Xiao, your mobile phone has rang many times."

With his slender and pale fingers, the man took the heavy mobile phone and opened it. Inside the missed calls, there were countless caller IDs and an unread text message, all from one person, his wife, Qiao Mo.

Xiao Yan held the phone tightly and closed his eyes deeply.

In his mind, he could almost imagine Jomer's anxiety and despair when these calls were not answered.

His heart suddenly ached.

The female nurse asked again with concern: "Mr. Xiao, aren't you going to call back? What if there is something important?"

Xiao Yan slowly opened his black eyes, his pupils were dark and deep, because his voice was hoarse after chemotherapy, "Maybe I shouldn't look for her."

(End of this chapter)