Chapter 2 I Want to Divorce Him
Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, Dongshi Hospital
"It's so cold, but Huo Dongming actually let you come to the hospital alone. Is he crazy?"
Li Luo had just finished the notice at hand when he received a call from Shang Wanwan and rushed her to the hospital. Fortunately, she was safe.
"Does the dog man know that he is going to be a father soon?"
Shang Wanwan shook her head.
"I didn't say it, and he didn't want it."
Every time he used her desire to have a baby to force her to please him, and when he was done, he asked An Lan to give her a contraceptive pill. Last time, she was so angry that she secretly put the pill in her mouth and vomited it when Secretary An was not paying attention, and then she put it on her back.
I never expected that Yi Xiaxue would also be pregnant by such a coincidence.
Although I couldn't get his love back after all these years, I did wait for his lover to become pregnant.
The news was playing on the TV wall in the ward.
[Our latest news: Huo Group President Huo Dongming spent 100 million to buy a masterpiece]
And the person in the close-up next to her husband in the news was Yi Xiaxue.
Li Luo exploded when he saw it.
"Damn it - it's fine for a bastard to be two-timing, but he's been eating shit for so many years and doesn't know how to change to fresh food. What does he want? One king, two queens, wives and concubines? He's so beautiful, it's great that he has money, he can do whatever he wants with money."
Li Luo was already one of the top actresses two years ago, but she still can't stop swearing in private, and she is completely different from the smart and graceful girl on screen.
Shang Wanwan stretched out her hand, and her cold palm fell on the warm back of Li Luo's hand.
"Li Luo, please don't tell anyone about my pregnancy, especially Huo Dongming."
Li Luo sighed and shoved her hands back into the quilt.
"Silly girl, you have loved him since you were 18. When he got into a car accident, you wanted to beat yourself dry to save his life. You have given so much for him, why don't you think about yourself?"
Shang Wanwan looked at the TV screen with a hint of sneer on her lips.
Save his life?
Huo Dongming was in a car accident. Without panda blood, the doctor would have sentenced him to death. She gave him a blood transfusion without hesitation.
She was happier than anyone else when Huo Dongming woke up. She was his wife and did not ask for his love, but at least he would be grateful to her for saving his life.
As a result, Huo Dongming thought that the person who saved him was Yi Xiaxue.
Ironic. So ironic.
Shang Wanwan remained silent, her eyes fixed on the screen.
Under the magnesium light, the girl snuggled up to her husband, smiling shyly and innocently.
The two stood side by side, what a perfect pair.
Huo Dongming knew nothing about painting, yet he spent 100 million to buy paintings.
Yi Xiaxue's favorite thing is to collect famous paintings.
It is obvious who the painting was bought for.
The LV bag he gave was worth eight million.
The bag has always been what she wanted. She only watched the new product launch conference once and couldn't take her eyes off it, and he also saw it.
He took note of it and bought it, and she thought that at least he cared about her a little.
However, today, her husband, the president of the Huo Group, gave her 100 million just to win her beauty's smile.
In front of a painting worth 100 million, the pitiful reward she got was just the money for prostitution. No, considering Huo Dongming's wealth, calling it money for prostitution is an exaggeration for her.
"Bastards."
Li Luo picked up his phone and threw it over.
There was a loud bang, the screen shattered, and flames splashed everywhere.
Shang Wanwan's eyes were a little moist.
Li Luo picked up Shang Wanwan's cell phone and handed it to her.
"You told him you were pregnant, and he left you in the snow to find someone else. You are still his legal wife. Does he know what responsibility is?"
Shang Wanwan's lower abdomen began to ache again. Every time she took a breath, her muscles and bones seemed to be crushed and shattered.
"Why are you calling? Are you trying to make trouble with him?"
She raised her eyes and looked at Li Luo calmly.
"Wedding ring, do I have it? Wedding, do I have it? Mrs. Huo, who knows I have it?"
Li Luo's expression froze.
However, she knew that all the members of the Huo family and the Shang family knew that they were married. The only people who didn't know were the outside world, and the outside world's recognition was the greatest recognition for Shang Wanwan.
Otherwise, it would be like today.
Any woman can stand shoulder to shoulder with Huo Dongming and be his rumored girlfriend with a clear conscience.
"He doesn't love me. He married me just to go against his mother. The merchant was insignificant and I shamelessly used tricks to get into his bed.
At least that's what he thought. Mr. Huo just wanted this playboy Huo Dongming to have children as soon as possible and leave descendants for the Huo family. He didn't care who he married. "
Her hands clutched the snow-white sheets tightly.
The patient's gown was blue and white.
Against her increasingly pale face.
"Li Luo, I'm just a tool. I have no right to interfere with who Huo Dongming dates. No one will stand by me to help me. Once my reproductive value is gone, there will be no place for me in the Huo family."
Her nails dug deep into her flesh, but she felt no pain.
"You're already pregnant."
Shang Wanwan has the biggest trump card in her hand.
"Huo Dongming, don't—"
Huo Dongming always asked An Lan to feed her medicine.
She looked at Li Luo, with a hint of mist in her eyes.
Li Luo's heart choked and he couldn't even breathe.
The ward suddenly fell into silence.
Shang Wanwan could only hear her own heartbeat.
She looked out the window for a long time. The snow was crowding the windowsill.
The distance was also white.
Like her heart, blank and cold.
"Li Luo, I have decided. I want to divorce Huo Dongming."
Next day
A black Spyker slowly drove into the villa from the morning light.
Two deep snow marks were left behind the wheels.
The driver opened the car door, and Huo Dongming walked into the hall with a chill all over his body.
An Lan heard the voice coming down from the stairs, looking lazy.
He was wearing a white ermine fur coat.
She looked just like the mistress of the Huo family.
"Mr. Huo?"
An Lan lowered his head and walked in front of him respectfully.
Huo Dongming loosened his tie and frowned when he saw that it was not Shang Wanwan.
"Is my wife feeling better?"
"Last night my wife complained of a stomachache, and I said I would take her to the hospital, but she said no, and called Miss Li to come over. Then we left together and haven't come back since."
An Lan reached out to help him take off his coat.
Huo Dongming sat directly on the sofa.
An Lan's hands froze in mid-air, and his face turned pale.
"Not back?"
Huo Dongming's face was as gloomy as water.
"Call her and tell her to be home before noon today."
He lit a cigarette, and his face hidden in the smoke looked unusually gloomy.
An Lan followed his instructions and called Shang Wanwan, but the call was always busy.
Huo Dongming crushed the cigarette butt with sparks, picked up his cell phone and unplugged it.
"Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected. Please try again later."
Shang Wanwan blocked both him and Secretary An.
What is this? Are you arguing with him?
"Prepare the car and go to the merchant."
At this moment, Secretary An suddenly put the phone to his ear.
She opened her red lips and said a few "OK", then hung up the phone.
"Mr. Huo, this is the old man's phone call. He wants you to go to the old house now."
Secretary An paused.
"The old man specifically told us to bring Mrs. Huo along."
Huo Dongming tightened his face. The servant opened the door and he stepped into the wind and snow.
An Lan followed him into the car, and Huo Dongming glanced at her disdainfully.
"Go to the store to pick someone up, and buy some brown sugar to make ginger water for her."
The car left a light puff of exhaust smoke.
Secretary An stood in the cold wind, his nose turning red from the cold.
Brown sugar and ginger water?
Shang Wanwan's period didn't come until the 10th of last month, so it should have ended by today. Why is she drinking brown sugar?
"Mrs. Zhang——"
An Lan turned and went into the hall, and Zhang's mother came running in in a panic.
"Secretary An."
"How many sanitary napkins has Madam used this month?"