The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

Panic overwhelmed her reason, and Yu Lian used all her strength to press him down onto the sofa next to her.

They both sank deep into the sofa cushions she had bought at a high price, because they used so much force.

He Lin had just taken a shower and his body wasn't completely dry yet. When their exposed skin touched, Yu Lian could feel the warm, moist air gradually enveloping her skin.

So much so that she instinctively wanted to get up.

But because there was no point of leverage, she ended up pressing down on He Lin.

Yu Lian released her grip when the man beneath her let out a painful groan, and her body fell back down with the movement.

"I'm sorry... hang in there, I'll get up, and the pain will go away once I get up."

Yu Lian tried to reach the back of the sofa, but because their current posture was too awkward, her hand was still more than halfway there.

"You pity me, don't you? You only married me because of the child, and because you feel indebted to me."

Because the truth that had kept her in the dark was revealed by the man, Yu Lian was so shocked that her face showed no reaction.

"You don't need to explain. Even if you pity me, I'll be happy because at least I can still see you. If you don't even deign to pity me, I'll regret my choice and waiting."

When He Lin said these words, his eyes were dark and unfathomable, and Yu Lian didn't know how to respond.

If He Lin were to hurl insults at her now, she could still face him, but every time she faced his hopeless, utterly useless state...

Yu Lian wanted to curse He Lin a few times.

"He Lin, I'm not pitying you. I want to try to like you, really! Why won't you believe me?"

"But you liked someone else before, didn't you?"

Yu Lian thought back carefully and realized that she did have feelings for male classmates in the past, but wouldn't every teenager go through such a phase?

If He Lin has to be so picky about these things, will he ever find a satisfactory lover in his life?

"So what now? You're not going to hold me accountable for this, are you? It's been so many years, she might not even remember me. Besides, that kind of 'good feeling' isn't even 'love'."

Seeing that she had admitted it, He Lin retorted with a "what the heck" attitude, "See! I guessed it right. You do have feelings for that Zhuo guy. It's all my fault for not being able to find you, letting that man take advantage of the situation..."

"Stop, stop, stop! What are you talking about? What does this have to do with Zhuo Heng?"

It's been three or four hours since evening, and it turns out he's just jealous and angry because of his own imagination.

"I didn't...it's not what you think. I'm getting up...getting up, don't overthink it."

Yu Lian wanted to struggle to get up quickly and desperately to escape her predicament.

But He Lin seemed not to listen at all, and even switched their positions.

The breaths overlapped, and the warmth slowly approached, like spreading roots, silently crawling from the face to the whole body.

The air grew increasingly hot, and the atmosphere rose to an ambiguous stage.

As Yu Lian approached, Yu Lian subconsciously turned her head away.

"hiss--"

It wasn't until she felt pain in her collarbone that Yu Lian understood He Lin's true intentions.

"Are you a dog?"

He Lin remained silent, pressing his entire body against her shoulder and neck, his hot breath spraying onto her burning skin.

The feeling of anxiety was unbearable, and Yu Lian instinctively wanted to escape.

But the more you do this, the more counterproductive it becomes.

"He Lin, the real reason I disagree is because Zhuo Heng had someone he loved, but that person passed away several years ago. He still has someone in his heart. How could I let my sister marry him!"

Yu Lian felt an unprecedented sense of relief after revealing the truth.

He Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the loopholes did not escape his eyes.

"Why didn't you just tell Mom?"

"Because Zhuo Heng told me to keep it a secret."

"What's the point of keeping this a secret? He's got something to hide."

"Of course, what's so great about liking a married woman that you should announce it everywhere?"

Yu Lian, fearing He Lin might misunderstand, added, "That was his girlfriend from his school days, but because of the disparity in their family backgrounds, she eventually married someone else and died in childbirth a couple of years ago."

After Yu Lian finished speaking, she felt sorry for Zhuo Heng. She had promised not to tell him the secret, but now she had told another person without reservation.

"He Lin! This is the first and last time!"

She pushed the man away forcefully, but He Lin only moved a little distance away.

"Get out of the way!"

Yu Lian was so angry that her voice unconsciously rose.

He Lin knew he had angered her, and slowly stood up.

Yu Lian's breathing was erratic. She sat on the sofa for a while to catch her breath, then gave He Lin a look, followed by the sound of the bathroom door closing.

Soon after.

Yu Lian came out of the bathroom and changed into her pajamas.

A band-aid has been applied to the area where I was bitten on my collarbone.

The wound wasn't deep, but it looked terrible. What angered Yu Lian the most was He Lin's attitude.

He stood straight with his back to the bed, and hasn't even offered an apology yet.

"go out."

The cold, unexpected sound shattered the silence between the two.

The moment He Lin turned around, Yu Lian was dazzled by the tears on his cheeks.

Only a bedside lamp remained in the bedroom. Under the dim light, the light reflected from two teardrops was so intense that Yu Lian dared not look directly at them.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been thinking like that."

He Lin's hoarse voice made Yu Lian suspect that He Lin had burst into tears in the less than half an hour that she had been inside.

"Okay, go downstairs and get me a glass of warm water, and I'll forgive you, but you can't do it again."

He Lin suddenly changed how he addressed her a couple of days ago, which made Yu Lian feel both embarrassed and uncomfortable, but she no longer cares.

"hurry up."

"One minute, coming right away."

He Lin opened the door, and before he could even wipe the water off his face, his three sons stared at him with utter contempt.

He Ning'an spoke first, "Did you and your mother have a fight?"

"You're obviously faking your crying." He Ningchuan, who had been studying fake crying for many years, immediately noticed something was wrong.

He Ningze then leaned closer and carefully examined his father's body.

"...There's blood...Mom!"

He Ningze rushed in without a care, and only after confirming that his mother was alright did he very gentlemanly step back.

"Mom said she's fine, Dad's unlucky to get injured, we can go to sleep now."

He Lin looked down; the blood on his wound had congealed into scabs, but a faint stinging pain still lingered.

He silently warned himself that he must do it perfectly this time.

He wanted Yu Lian to always have only him in her heart.