Chapter 50 Is this child yours?
Ever since she became pregnant, Wen Xiaoxiao felt like she had been dragged back into hell.
She vomited almost everything she ate, and even drinking water made her feel nauseous. She was dizzy and weak all day long, and could only lie weakly in bed.
The physical discomfort was bearable, but what tormented her most was the huge, heavy stone in her heart.
—This child may be the bastard child of Zhao Qingda, who raped her!
Just thinking about it makes my stomach churn with overwhelming nausea.
The days passed by in agony.
The shock of Zhao Fei's "I admit it" was gradually worn away by the boundless fear of the future.
A thought grew clearer and clearer in her mind: she couldn't have it.
Zhou Lanying has been observing Wen Xiaoxiao for the past two days.
The old lady, having been through similar experiences, felt a vague unease.
That morning, while feeding Yizhen and Yibao rice cereal, she casually said to Zhao Fei, who was about to leave, "Xiaoxiao hasn't been acting right these past few days. She's always spacing out, staring blankly, and won't say anything when asked. You... should keep an eye on her when you have time." She didn't elaborate, but the worry in her eyes was obvious enough.
Zhao Fei stopped in his tracks, turned back to look at the tightly closed door of the east wing, his brows furrowed. He nodded: "I understand, Mom."
Zhou Lanying added, "I'll go back today to check the doors and windows, stay overnight, and come back tomorrow."
After Zhou Lanying left with her small bundle, Zhao Fei did not go to the pig farm as usual.
He put the car keys on the table, sat down in the main room, and was restless.
Sure enough, after a while, the door to the east wing opened.
Wen Xiaoxiao walked out, supporting herself on the door frame, and said to Zhao Fei, "Brother, if you're free today, could you watch over Yizhen Yibao for a while? I... I'm going to Sister Hu's place. She mentioned last time that she had a new design and asked me to go take a look."
Her voice was soft, but Zhao Fei's heart sank.
Sister Hu's tailor shop is on the east side of the city street. Given Wen Xiaoxiao's current physical condition, it's impossible for her to travel that far.
A terrible suspicion began to surface in my mind.
He stood up, walked up to her, and said in a calm voice, "Going to Sister Hu's place? Perfect timing, I'm going that way, I'll drive you there."
Wen Xiaoxiao shook her head frantically: "No need! Big brother, you go about your business, I... I can manage on my own."
“How can you do this in your current state?” Zhao Fei insisted, looking deeply into her eyes. “I’ll take you home, and while I’m at it… I also want to go to the hospital to ask if there are any ways to stop the nausea.”
The word "hospital" pierced Wen Xiaoxiao's heart like a needle.
Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open with a "bang," and an unexpected figure rushed in—Zhao Qingda.
As soon as he entered, his gaze fell on Wen Xiaoxiao, who was leaning against the door frame, looking extremely weak.
The moment Wen Xiaoxiao saw him, a familiar, intense, and psychological sense of disgust surged up her throat.
Before she could even run away, she bent over and began to gag violently against the ground.
Seeing her familiar reaction, Zhao Qingda was first stunned, then blurted out in surprise, "You...you're...pregnant again?!"
Wen Xiaoxiao's vomiting stopped abruptly.
She neither admitted nor denied it, but simply looked at him as if he were a pile of vomit.
Zhao Qingda flinched at the hatred in her eyes, but the possibility of "pregnancy" was even more shocking.
He was stunned for a moment, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
He had originally decided to marry Wang Juan and divorce Wen Xiaoxiao, but now... if Wen Xiaoxiao is really pregnant, how can he get a divorce?
How will Wang Juan be explained to them?
Joy? It seems unlikely; he had long since lost all feelings for Wen Xiaoxiao.
Worry? It is a very real worry, as it means trouble and disrupted plans.
Zhao Fei, standing beside him, was looking at him with a glint of malice in his eyes.
Zhao Qingda clicked his tongue in annoyance, turned around, and left in a hurry, just like when he came, forgetting even what he was supposed to get back.
Once Zhao Qingda's footsteps faded away, Zhao Fei turned his gaze back to Wen Xiaoxiao.
He walked up to her and said, "Xiaoxiao, look at me."
Wen Xiaoxiao slowly raised her eyes.
"You just said you were going to Sister Hu's place?" Zhao Fei asked, his gaze sharp, as if he could see through all her pretenses. "Sister Hu's tailor shop is at the east end. But just now, you subconsciously looked west—west is the direction of the hospital."
The last pretense was completely exposed.
Her eyes instantly reddened, and her voice broke: "Big brother... I... I can't have this child... I can't bear it... What if... it's that beast... I want to die..."
“I told you,” Zhao Fei interrupted her, placing his hands firmly on her trembling shoulders, “the child will be mine, Zhao Fei’s, once it’s born. It has nothing to do with anyone else. Don’t be afraid.”
"But……"
"No buts." Zhao Fei looked at her, saying each word clearly, "If you really go to the hospital, you'll only hurt yourself. And... are you willing to..."
He paused, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside him, "You're willing to leave me... to face all this alone?"
She threw herself into his arms and burst into suppressed sobs.
Zhao Fei held her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head, his eyes as cold as iron.
Zhao Qingda returned to his rented room in the suburbs in a daze.
Wang Juan was feeding her son, while Li Yugu was tidying up the house.
Zhao Qingda plopped down on the stool, scratched his hair, and his expression kept changing.
"What's wrong? You look so gloomy." Wang Juan glanced at him.
Zhao Qingda said irritably, "Wen Xiaoxiao... she might be pregnant again."
"What?!" Wang Juan screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. The child in her arms trembled in fright and burst into tears.
"She's pregnant?! Zhao Qingda! You touched her again?! You heartless bastard!" She was so angry that she put the child on the bed and was about to pounce on him and start hitting him.
Li Yugu was also taken aback and quickly stopped Wang Juan: "Let's talk this out! Qingda, what's going on?"
"How would I know what happened!" Zhao Qingda retorted angrily. "I just went back and saw the way she was throwing up, so I asked her about it, and she didn't deny it! So what if she's pregnant? Maybe..."
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and his tone turned sinister, "I had no luck with her for two years, and then she gave birth to those two girls. I only touched her twice, and she got pregnant? What a coincidence!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Juan's eyes lit up, and a plan formed in her mind. She immediately seized the opportunity and shrieked, "That's right! Zhao Qingda, you've been fooled by her! Who knows whose child this is! She and Zhao Fei... Hmph, a lone man and woman living in the same courtyard, what good could possibly come of it! I bet this bastard is Zhao Fei's! She's trying to cling to you and make you a sucker!"
These words slithered into Zhao Qingda's ears like a venomous snake, perfectly aligning with his own suspicions.
Yes, what a coincidence!
Why did Wen Xiaoxiao have trouble conceiving for so long before, but now she gets pregnant so easily?
A surge of anger, a feeling of betrayal and deception, suddenly ignited within him.
As Li Yugu listened from the side, his heart was also filled with turmoil.
Although Wang Juan's words were malicious, they were not entirely unfounded.
Zhao Fei's kindness towards Wen Xiaoxiao had long exceeded what an elder brother-in-law should do.
Could it be…? She recalled the subtle clues she had noticed, and her expression turned extremely grim.
"Damn it!" Zhao Qingda suddenly stood up, the scar on his face contorted with rage, making it look even more terrifying. "Bitch! How dare she cuckold me! I'll kill her!"
He was convinced that Wen Xiaoxiao was carrying an illegitimate child and was deliberately blackmailing and humiliating him!
He could no longer sit still. Like an enraged bull, with red eyes, he turned and rushed out the door, heading straight for the courtyard house.
This time, he was going to get to the bottom of things and make that shameless woman pay the price!
Wang Juan watched his retreating figure, a smug, cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.
Let them make a scene, the bigger the better.
It would be best to make Zhao Qingda hate Wen Xiaoxiao completely, so that they would have to get a divorce!
She didn't care whether the child was Zhao Qingda's or not.
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