At this moment, Wang Xiangxiang felt as if she was dreaming, a very beautiful dream. She seemed to hear Chu Lian speaking to her, saying many words that pierced deep into her heart, and her tears silently fell.
As Chu Lian was talking, he saw the tears at the corners of Wang Xiangxiang’s mouth, witnessed her trembling eyelashes and, overwhelmed with emotion, he cried out, "Xiangxiang, have you woken up?"
Wang Xiangxiang heard Chu Lian’s shout and her eyes opened slightly, seeing the anxious Chu Lian before her.
Seeing that Wang Xiangxiang really had awoken, Chu Lian could only be described as ecstatic. His eyes full of concern, he rushed to say, "Xiangxiang, you’ve finally awakened, you really scared me just now."
Wang Xiangxiang had not expected things to turn out this way. Maybe it was because she had been too emotional just before.
In recent days, because she was to marry Han Yongsheng, she had worried so much that she hadn’t slept for days. Other than a few bites of food she had in the morning before getting onto the bridal sedan, she had not had a drop to drink all day, which must have weakened her body too much.
She stretched her hand beneath the blanket toward her stomach, whispering to herself apologetically, "Sorry, Mother shouldn’t have neglected your safety."
"How are you feeling now?" Chu Lian asked with a face full of concern.
Seeing Chu Lian , Wang Xiangxiang’s heart ached unbearably. Her marriage into the Chu family was harming him; she couldn’t let this happen.
She sat up, trying to get out of bed, still voicing her misguided thoughts, "I need to go back."
Seeing her intent on leaving, Chu Lian became frantic, "Xiangxiang, listen to me, the doctor was here just now, and there’s something I need to tell you. Please, don’t get too excited when you hear it."
Chu Lian felt it was better to prepare her first, to prevent her from fainting again in shock.
Hearing this, Wang Xiangxiang’s eyes widened. Her heart pounded fiercely; he knew, he still knew.
It was better for him to know, she thought, then he would give up hope. She shouted at him, "That’s right, I’m pregnant."
Chu Lian was shocked to hear this. She knew about the pregnancy, so why did she still agree to marry Han Yongsheng?
Seeing such a surprised look on Chu Lian’s face, Wang Xiangxiang gave a bitter smile. He must mind, she thought; no man could tolerate the woman he loves bearing another man’s child. She tried hard to mask her inner turmoil and continued to speak the harsh words, "It’s Han Yongsheng’s, so shouldn’t you send me back now?"
These words truly hurt Chu Lian. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. When had they been together?
His voice trembling, he asked distinctly, "When~were~you~together~with~him?"
He was terrified of her answer, yet he had to ask. His fists clenched tightly, he struggled immensely to control his emotions; how dare that Han Yongsheng defile his Xiangxiang.
It pained her to speak on the matter, so why did he persist in asking? Heartbroken, she put on her shoes, thinking she must leave, she must, even if it meant going back.
Seeing Wang Xiangxiang still so resolute, Chu Lian quickly got off the bed and hugged her from behind, once again offering concessions, all he wanted was to keep her, "Even if the child is his, I will accept it, please don’t leave."
After uttering those words, Chu Lian’s eyes reddened, his voice shaky. He buried his head in the nape of her neck, his tone extremely low, as if sobbing.
"Xiangxiang, don’t leave. We are already married; we’ve bowed at the altar. Even if you leave, it won’t change the fact that you’re my wife. It’s impossible for me to allow a divorce. Stay, let’s raise the child together, alright?"