Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Qianshu suddenly took a few steps forward, held onto Ye Ling’s collar, lifted him violently, and pressed him onto the car. “Master, let’s have a chat.”
The little white flower had suddenly transformed into a violent person. Ye Ling had not noticed it and was pressed onto the car by her.
Both of them faced each other, and Ye Ling’s bloodshot eyes were filled with hostility.
“I don’t like him,” Shen Qianshu said one word at a time. “Did you listen properly? Whether it is you, or him, I don’t like either.”
“Shen Qianshu!” Ye Ling gave her a slap on her shoulder. Once again, he pushed her away roughly. “You… you actually dare…”
“That time I accepted the job to be your caretaker because I needed money. I was bullied by you, but I put up with you for the sake of money. Thereafter, I was ruined because I did not heed the warning, but I was lucky. It was an accident that I got pregnant. I gave birth to him because I did not have any family. I wanted to support him and was not willing to abandon him. All these years, I tried so hard to forget what happened in Paris. If you had not appeared, I almost… would have forgotten.”
She did not want to hide anymore and looked straight at Ye Ling. During this period of time, she had tried to gloss things over because she was afraid that history would repeat itself. She was not very willing to see him, and it was her sincere thoughts. “Why did you appear? I don’t want to see you.”
“Master, in my lifetime, I only wish that we never meet again in life or death. When I see your face, I will think of that night. I know that he isn’t you, that he is just another soul in your body. But to me, is there any difference? If little brother is alive, perhaps I can treat it as you have hit me with the stick first and comfort me with a sweet hereafter. I can forgive you on account of the sweet. But he is dead, Master, he is dead.
“I went through a cesarean section, and when I woke, I was in such excruciating pain, but I could not take the painkillers on time. I wanted to touch his face, and I thanked God for blessing me with an angel. I told myself, Qianshu, you are not alone from now on, you have a son. But the doctor had passed me a dead baby, his face was ghastly pale. I will never forget the coldness of his body. I hate you, I hate that you have given me hope, but my hope was dashed. I cannot forget, and I will not forget, because if I were to forget, who would then remember our son who once came into this world? But I dare not to think. Each time that I think, I will feel so miserable each time. Every time I see you, I will think of him.
“I always cannot control myself from thinking that if little brother were to grow up, who he would resemble more. Would he resemble you or resemble me?” A row of tears gushed out from her eyes. Shen Qianshu’s face looked pale and dreary.
“Every time I buy clothes for Tong Hua, I will buy an extra set. I cannot control myself from imagining that if he is safe and sound, he will be as smart and as good-looking as Tong Hua. I will love him as much as I love Tong Hua. But fate gave me a big blow. I couldn’t do anything on time. I was weak, I was incapable, and I couldn’t save him. Since you wanted to appear, why didn’t you appear at the start? If you had come earlier to my side, he would not have died!”
She was practically groaning, and the hatred in her eyes was completely showing. “Since you did not appear when he died, why did you come now? I love him so much that I am willing to give up my life in exchange for him to live 100 years without worry. You have even rejected his gender. Little princess, damn little princess, he is my son, not your obscene little princess. He is dead, yet you did not even shed a single crocodile tear. It seemed so easy for you as if nothing had ever happened. You still dared to pester me and talk about having children. In my lifetime, I will never bear any little princess for you.”