An Ruo’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
After a moment of shock, she asked uncertainly, "The child is... from that time?"
An Xin suddenly embraced her, bursting into tears, "What should I do, An Ruo, what should I do?"
An Ruo’s heart ached, An Xin was pregnant, and the child was from that incident. Yet, the father of the child was a bastard, and they didn’t even know who the father was.
An Xin cried bitterly; all An Ruo could do was to hold her silently, offering comfort.
After a long cry, her emotions finally stabilized.
An Ruo asked her solemnly, "Sister, do you want this child?"
An Xin’s face was twisted with conflict, but she said nothing.
An Ruo understood her feelings, unable to bring herself to abort the child, yet also not wanting it.
She had felt the same when she was pregnant.
Actually, for a woman, they only want to have children with men they love. If they are pregnant with a child from a man they don’t love, their feelings are terrible.
An Ruo took her hand, saying resolutely, "Whether you want this child or not, I will Keep reading on NovelHub - where stories come alive!"
An Xin said in anguish, "I’ve decided not to keep the child... In seven days, I’ll have some time off, and I’ll have the surgery then. An Ruo, can you come with me at ten in the morning that day?"
"Sure." She nodded firmly.
After saying goodbye to An Xin, An Ruo returned home, feeling somewhat downcast.
During dinner, Tang Yuchen noticed her distraction and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
She shook her head, answering flatly, "Nothing, I just feel a bit unwell."
"If you feel unwell, you should see a doctor."
"Every month there are a few days when one feels unwell, it’s an emotional thing, not a physical one."
"Are you on your period?" he suddenly asked.
An Ruo was startled, then shook her head again.
Tang Yuchen’s deep eyes glanced at her, his voice low as he asked, "Have you had your period this month?"
An Ruo looked up and met his eyes, suddenly realizing what he meant.
He was asking if she was pregnant.
"Yes," she replied blandly.
The man put down his chopsticks, his dark eyes growing even darker, as he looked at her intently and his lips barely parted, "Have you been secretly taking birth control pills?"
An Ruo’s heart skipped a beat, but her voice remained calm, "Do you think getting pregnant is that easy, that it happens every time?"
"Woman, you’d better not let me find out you’ve been secretly taking contraceptives," he threatened coldly, and An Ruo suddenly felt agitated.
"Can I even decide whether or not to get pregnant?!"
Tang Yuchen was silent for a second, then picked up his chopsticks to continue eating, "An Ruo, if you were smart, you would have a child for me; it would secure your position. Remember, even if you’re no longer my wife, you can only have my child. So, think about it, whether you really want to have one or not."
An Ruo clenched her fists.
He had trapped her for life, and if she didn’t bear his child, there was only one outcome for her: to be alone until old age.
Even if he divorced her, she would have to live alone.
If she wanted a child, the best way would be to get pregnant as soon as possible so that she not only would have bloodline but also the child would have a complete family.
Actually, this was a choice: to die alone or to have someone by her side for the rest of her life.
Smart people would choose the latter.
An Ruo lowered her gaze, struggling with the conflict within her. Was she really going to compromise with him, with fate?