Upon hearing these words, Wang Xiangxiang widened her eyes in disbelief. Was he joking?
The furthest they had ever gone was kissing; how could they possibly imagine the child was his? Surely he couldn’t be unaware of this fact?
The more Wang Xiangxiang thought about it, the more she believed it was possible. A slight smile curved up the corners of her lips, not taking his words seriously but amused by his ignorance.
Seeing Wang Xiangxiang remain silent, Chu Lian continued, "The more I think about it, the more I feel that the child could indeed be mine. The doctor also said that the child is not even two months old."
As he spoke, Chu Lian’s grip around Wang Xiangxiang’s hand tightened, and his other hand rested on her stomach as he smiled and said, "Perhaps, this child is indeed mine."
Chu Lian’s actions made Wang Xiangxiang stiffen. Had he really just touched her stomach?
She removed his hand from her belly and asked nonchalantly, "How do you think this child in my stomach is yours?"
She wanted to hear what he would say. If he claimed that holding her or kissing her resulted in a child, she might laugh all night.
Chu Lian, completely unaware of Wang Xiangxiang’s thoughts, continued, "That day, when I was administering the Charming Fragrance Poison Antidote, I put in a great deal of effort all afternoon. Perhaps the child was conceived then."
"What did you say?" Wang Xiangxiang suddenly sat up upon hearing this.
Her heart was pounding, as she just might have heard something incredible. Was it him that day?
She struggled to recall the events of that day and felt it impossible. She had only seen Han Yongsheng at the Yang Family’s home and had not seen him.
"..." Why was Xiangxiang reacting so strongly to this? Did she still mind what happened that day?
He had always kept silent about that incident, owing her an apology.
So he sat up too, took her hand, and looked into her eyes seriously, saying, "My lady, I offended you that day, and I am truly sorry, but I could not help it. I had just realized my feelings for you. How could I possibly watch you die? I would rather you hate me upon awakening than see you dead."
"..." At that moment, Wang Xiangxiang was too shocked to speak, tears swirling in her eyes. Did he mean that it was him with her that day, not Han Yongsheng?
"Indeed, after you awoke, you chose to take your own life because I had taken your purity. I lacked the courage to apologize to you, fearing you could not handle the mention of it. But now, we are married. You are destined to be mine. Can you forgive me for that incident, please?"
Upon hearing Chu Lian’s words, Wang Xiangxiang could no longer control her overwhelming emotions and burst into loud sobs.
Her crying in the quiet night was particularly grating. This time, instead of enduring as she usually did, she unleashed all the frustration and helplessness that had accumulated over the days, crying like a child, unable to stop.
Hearing her heart-wrenching sobs, Chu Lian felt a deep pain in his heart, regretting immensely. Perhaps she truly could not bear it?
He pulled Wang Xiangxiang into his arms, his voice filled with remorse, "I was wrong, it was all my fault. I will never bring up that day again... please do not cry..."
But no matter how Chu Lian tried to comfort her, it was futile; Wang Xiangxiang cried so hard she nearly passed out.
Chu Lian was terrified, fearful she might faint again, "My lady, think of the child, for the sake of the child, please calm yourself."