After a good while, he finally turned to look at her and asked seriously, "If you’re pregnant, does that mean we can’t make love anymore?"
So that was the question he had been silently pondering for so long. She had thought he was considering whether to let her go.
Mo Ran grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him, which he caught with ease.
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"So can we or can’t we?" he asked impatiently, then answered himself, "Seems like we can’t. Maybe I should look it up."
As he was about to get up and turn on the computer, Mo Ran hurriedly spoke out, "You can’t! The doctor says you absolutely can’t when you’re pregnant, so don’t even think about it!"
"Really?" he responded with some disbelief.
"Of course it’s true!" Mo Ran wasn’t sure if it was actually true, but it was better that way.
Gu Yixuan ran his hand through his hair in annoyance, muttering, "Ten months, how am I supposed to get through this..."
"You could..." find someone else.
"Shut up!" he cut her off, crawled under the covers, and reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, but without much force.
"How can I sleep if you’re holding me?" Mo Ran twisted in discomfort.
"Don’t move, just sleep ... I said don’t move! Be careful, or I’ll be rough with you!"
Threatened by him, Mo Ran reluctantly allowed him to hold her.
The light was turned off, and she lay with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling, her heart tinged with sadness. She didn’t understand why Gu Yixuan could hurt her while still being kind to her.
Didn’t he know? No matter how kind he was to her, it couldn’t make up for the pain he had caused her.
They were impossible, no matter what happened, it was just impossible.
Yet, he seemed not to understand this at all. Insisting on keeping her tied to him, what sense did that make?
Was his persistence a sign of genuine affection?
Impossible, Mo Ran denied the thought in her heart. If he had truly developed genuine feelings for her, he wouldn’t have hurt her.
She had thought that once he tired of her, he would let her go. But now with a child, even if he grew tired of her, he wouldn’t let her go.
Perhaps, for the sake of the child, he would force her to marry him, and then she would never have hope for the rest of her life...
No one knew the sourness in her heart, and Mo Ran could only lick her wounds quietly in the silence of the deep night.
Probably because of the pregnancy, she felt more sorrowful than usual this evening, and kept her eyes open without falling asleep.