Lin Zhaojiang narrowed his eyes, his face grim.
"Big brother, I'm so sorry..." Lin Na's tears welled up. "I shouldn't have taken her out without your permission today. But... but I just wanted to talk to her about the final draft and help her relax. I really didn't expect her health to be so poor..."
"Brother, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have bothered her with work at this time."
Lin Zhaojiang remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.
Linna took all the blame upon herself, but... was she really that kind?
Is she innocent?
He clenched his fists tightly, looking at the weak Song Wan, feeling a pang of pain in his heart.
"You can go out now." He waved his hand with his back to Linna.
"Big brother..."
"go out!"
Lin Zhaojiang let out a low growl, and Lin Na couldn't help but tremble. She glanced at his tall figure, then turned and hurriedly left.
"No...no!" Song Wan's voice came from inside the room.
Lin Zhaojiang rushed over and carefully held her in his arms. Large beads of sweat slid down her pale cheeks. He felt sorry for her, but he was helpless.
"No... my child..." Song Wan mumbled incoherently.
Lin Zhaojiang's heart tightened, and he whispered in her ear, "Wanwan, I'm here, don't be afraid."
Perhaps his comforting words worked, because Song Wan stopped struggling, gradually calmed down, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
Lin Zhaojiang stayed by her side all night.
He barely slept, his mind filled with memories of the past. Those unbearable memories haunted him like a nightmare.
...
That was the third year that Song Wan had been with him.
In the past three years, he helped Song Huai find the best doctor, bought a bigger house for the Song family, and let Song Wan live a life of luxury.
Song Wan's attachment to him grew deeper and deeper, to the point where she couldn't extricate herself.
She fantasized that one day Lin Zhaojiang would hold her hand and walk her down the aisle, solemnly recite his wedding vows, and hold her in his arms, saying those three words: I love you…
However, at that time, Lin Zhaojiang had no intention of marrying her.
He only treated her as a pet.
He can pamper her, spoil her, give her money, and do anything to make her happy.
It's like raising a kitten or puppy.
But he won't love her, and he won't give her a proper status.
Naturally, he wouldn't allow her to get pregnant, much less use the child as leverage to marry him in the future.
"Zhaojiang, I...I'm pregnant."
Song Wan cautiously approached him, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with her small hands, a shy smile of a new mother playing on her lips.
Having been pampered by him for three years, she thought their marriage was a natural progression, and it didn't matter whether the child came early or late.
But she forgot that Lin Zhaojiang only pampered her when she was obedient; when she was disobedient, he was cold and ruthless.
"Pregnant?" The man's eyes darkened, his smile freezing. "Why would you be pregnant?"
"I……"
Song Wan wanted to tell him that when they got intimate last time, it was too late to use protection. That time it was her safe period, and she thought it was just a lucky coincidence.
She also wanted to tell him that she was very happy to have a child, and she thought it was a testament to their love... She felt very happy to have him and the child in her life.
She also wanted to ask him what name he wanted for the child.
But his cold, sharp eyes were like an arrow, piercing her heart and shattering the words she wanted to say.
"Abort it."
Song Wan froze, a chill slowly creeping up her spine.
Lin Zhaojiang didn't offer any further explanation, leaving behind those two words before returning to his study. Song Wan stared at the tightly closed door, as if she could see his heart, a heart that had never been opened to her.
After that, she tried many times, crying, begging, and even kneeling at his feet without any dignity—"Just treat this child as mine, okay? He'll take my surname when he's born. I promise I won't use him to blackmail you. As soon as the child is born, I'll take him and disappear from your life. We'll never bother you again. Isn't that enough?"
Lin Zhaojiang remained unmoved.
At that time, he was facing turbulent undercurrents within the group. The family appeared harmonious on the surface, but in reality, they were engaged in fierce competition and life-or-death struggles.
He cannot afford to make a single wrong move, including in his private life.
There were rumors in the board of directors that he was keeping a mistress, a young girl, and that people were saying, "How can we entrust the entire group to someone who treats his own feelings like a game?"
Song Wan didn't know how Lin Zhaojiang got through that period, and Lin Zhaojiang didn't understand why he, who had always been indifferent to feelings, would repeatedly withstand the pressure and refuse to let Song Wan leave him.
But their child came at the wrong time.
...
"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! Don't hurt my child!"
Song Wan suddenly curled up into a ball, trembling uncontrollably. Lin Zhaojiang hugged her tightly, gently stroking her back, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid."
Song Wan slowly opened her eyes. She couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality. It was as if those blurry images in her mind were floating before her eyes, frame by frame, page by page.
Someone once doted on her, but when she most wanted a certain outcome, they ruthlessly plunged her into hell...
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she gripped Lin Zhaojiang's collar tightly. Fear, hatred, and longing—all sorts of complex emotions were mixed into her clear black and white eyes. She stared at him blankly for a long time, then suddenly felt a sharp pain in her temple and collapsed onto the bed with a thud.
"Wanwan!"
Lin Zhaojiang immediately took out his phone and called a doctor.
After the examination, Song Wan was found to be fine, but she had been tossing and turning all night, and even Lin Zhaojiang looked exhausted.
"Mr. Lin, there are doctors and nurses here. Why don't you go and rest for a while?" His assistant stepped forward and handed him a cup of hot water.
"No need," Lin Zhaojiang said in a deep voice. "I'll stay here and watch over her."
"Mr. Lin, there's one more thing..."
"What's wrong?"
“Our people have been keeping an eye on that pregnant woman at the hospital over there for the past few days and discovered that she actually has a husband.”
"What?" Lin Zhaojiang exclaimed in surprise.
He had heard Song Wan talk about what happened that day. When the pregnant woman fell to the ground, people around her were gossiping that she was a mistress, and the pregnant woman herself told Song Wan that she had fallen in love with someone she shouldn't have...
So what's going on with her husband now?
"Are you sure that's her husband?"
“Absolutely true.” The assistant nodded. “However… we used your connections at the police station without permission because it was an emergency, so…”
"That won't bother you," Lin Zhaojiang waved his hand. "As long as things get done, that's fine."
"The investigation revealed that the man was not only her husband, but also responsible for the maintenance of the Lin family's vehicles."
"Really?" Lin Zhaojiang raised an eyebrow, then suddenly remembered something. "So, it's very likely that this man secretly drove out the car that Uncle's family owned?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
