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Chapter Twelve

Ye Yingning's face was pinched hard by Chong Tiange's wide right palm. She couldn't breathe, and the suffocation swelled all over her body, which made her eyes, who had not yet recovered, and she was about to faint.

But he didn't plan to let her go. His handsome face was getting closer and closer. He said word by word, "Do you think he doesn't know what you think? You don't want to live, nor do you want him to live, so he died! You are so cruel. It's not enough to decide your life and death, but also to decide his life and death! You are not worthy of being, mother, mother!"

After saying that, Chong Tiange let go, Ye Yingning's face was thrown aside, she shook her whole body, and the infusion bottle above her head kept shaking and almost slipping down.

She knew she was wrong, and she regretted it when she was in a coma.

In fact, Ye Yingning's guilt towards Zhou Yang was like a shadow, and it did not form overnight. From the day she knew that she was pregnant with a child who was beloved Tiange, the joy of becoming a mother and the strong guilt for her husband were intertwined and entangled in her heart, like a shackle that could not relax her for a moment.

After learning that Zhou Yang was dead in a foreign land, this apology broke out like a blowout, completely defeating her reason, tortured this poor woman so much that she could not survive and was incompetent in dying.

"Child...No...I didn't want it...I was wrong..."

Her hair covered half of Ye Yingning's cheeks. She didn't turn her head for a long time, letting half of her body hang outside the hospital bed, and could roll down at any time.

The wet and cold tears flowed out wildly in her eyes, wetting Ye Yingning's entire face. She murmured that only she could hear clearly, ignoring Chong Tiange standing beside her.

Seeing her in such pain, the corners of his mouth finally rose up little by little.

It’s really bad to be torn apart by someone, right? I know it’s bad! Because you often make me taste this kind of taste! Ye Yingning, your heart is too cruel! I must dig out your heart and see with my own eyes whether it’s black or red, cold or hot!

That is your child. You actually want to die for another man, not even care about the child!

You once begged me to make him survive, but now you completely give up on him because of Zhou Yang. It turns out that your child and I are nothing, nothing counts!

Chong Tiange roared in his heart, but he didn't say a word of these words.

If you have some feelings, you can feel them without saying them. Saying them once is to relive the pain once, no one will pity them, and it will only make you feel embarrassed.

Looking at Ye Yingning who was crying coldly, Chong Tiange took a step back, as if he was extremely disgusted with her approaching.

"By the way, I tell you, you'd better stay here honestly until you're discharged. There are people staying here 24 hours a day outside the door, there are independent shower rooms and bathrooms, and some people will send them to you for dinner. I won't let you die, how could I let you die? If you die, it's all over. I must let you live. Only by living can you feel the anxiety and regret when every sunrise rises."

After hearing his words, Ye Yingning suddenly stopped her tears and looked at him in shock. At the same time, she also looked around.

When she was in a coma, Chong Tiange had ordered people to redecorate the ward, even the walls were wrapped in special foam, and the four corners of the table and chairs were also wrapped tightly. Looking around, there was no tool or decoration in the entire room that could hurt people, let alone committing suicide.

"You said that when a child is born, I will die."

Ye Yingning suddenly calmed down. She sat upright, wiped away the tears from her face, and calmly reminded Chong Tiange that they had agreed before. He once said, "Your life is used to exchange the life of the child."

He sneered, his smile full of bloodthirsty pleasure, and asked back without answering: "Where is the child? You gave up giving birth at all, and wanted to ask me to keep your promise and let you die easily now? Ye Yingning, you dream! I want you to live in hell every day, I want to put the photos of it when it is dying in front of you, put its ashes in a small jar and place them on the head of your bed, I want you to live forever..."

When he said this, Chong Tiange's eyes were so bitter that he was stuck in his throat, making him cough and unable to speak anymore.

Ye Yingning listened to these things blankly, as if he was talking about things that had nothing to do with him.

When Chong Tiange raised his face, he was shocked to find that the woman on the bed had already been lying back, her eyes closed, and she was still motionless even if she was dead.

*****

"Please cooperate with me and eat a few bites, otherwise it will be difficult for me, a worker, to be as explained by the boss..."

"Eat less. You can't stand being hungry during confinement. If you are ventilated, you will get sick in the future. Also, don't cry anymore, otherwise you will always shed tears when you reach my age..."

The aunt who came to deliver the meal advised earnestly that if the salary given by Tong Tiange was really high that she would not be willing to resign, she would really not want to continue doing it.

Ye Yingning, leaning against the bedside, did not move, but after the aunt said this, she reluctantly took a few sips of the soup.

If she really goes on a hunger strike, then the ones who are suffering from these irrelevant people. She doesn't want to involve outsiders. This is her own and her own affairs, and it has nothing to do with others.

"Okay, okay, just be willing to eat. After finishing the meal, my aunt will bring you a tightening belly and wrap it up again. You see, this has been let go..."

The aunt is a kind-hearted person. Thinking about the fact that the woman she has taken care of for a long time, she has not been able to keep the child. She also sympathizes with her, so she cares about serving her during the confinement period.

However, for several days, the people guarding the door were there. As Chong Tiange said, Ye Yingning couldn't even walk out a step.

Shortly after the meal, victoria came to visit Ye Yingning.

In this situation, she is the only person who allows them to approach Ye Yingning. Stephy and Miumiu could not contact Ye Yingning, so she had to ask Chong Tiange. He only told him lightly that they would not allow them to meet for the time being, so he hung up the phone.

She walked in and handed the soup she had made at home to the aunt, then sat quietly beside the bed, holding Ye Yingning's hand.

"Auntie, you've been busy for noon, go back first. Come over for dinner and make it easier, don't be too complicated, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Yingning raised his eyelids, said hoarsely, and sent off his aunt.

Soon, in the ward, only she and Victoria, who were also silent.

"Did you... see my child?"

Unable to avoid this topic, Ye Yingning still couldn't help but ask first.

Victoria lowered her head and shook it, with a choking sound in her voice. She said softly: "I have been waiting outside. Later, I heard a noise inside, and I vaguely heard that you seemed to be bleeding... After a while, a nurse ran out and I immediately grabbed her. She said that the child was still fine when he first came out, but later... "

Sure enough, it was indeed gone.
Chapter completed!
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