After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

hospital.

Xu Wantang, supporting her eight-month-old belly, lay very carefully in the ultrasound room.

This was her ninth IVF attempt in three years.

The previous eight attempts all ended in miscarriage for various reasons.

Biohazard, car accident, falling down stairs, accidental ingestion of medication, unexplained massive bleeding...

The shortest time is the day the pregnancy is confirmed.

The longest I felt fetal movement was more than four months ago, on the day I first felt it.

She kept hoping like this.

Time and again, I watched helplessly as my child turned into a pool of blood and flesh.

Before she even had time to grieve, her husband, Cen Shichuan, would force her to the hospital bed for another round of IVF treatment.

Tormented both physically and mentally, she would beg Cen Shichuan every time.

"Third Young Master, please, let me see the children! I've never seen them even once..."

But her humility only earned her indifference.

"Xu Wantang, this is what you owe me and Chuxue."

Xu Chuxue.

Xu Wantang's older sister.

Four years ago, on the night my sister got engaged to Cen Shichuan.

She was drunk and inexplicably entered Cen Shichuan's room.

One night of debauchery, and he was caught in bed with another woman.

The older sister left in anger, and Cen Shichuan chased after her in his car. The two of them collided head-on with a large truck.

Xu Chuxue died along with her unborn child, and Cen Shichuan was left with both legs disabled.

Before his death, the truck driver pointed at Xu Wantang, and it was revealed online that she had a three-year-long unrequited love for Cen Shichuan.

She murdered her sister and then slept with her brother-in-law.

Even without direct evidence, she was firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.

In the end, Xu Wantang also became numb.

She goes to the Buddhist temple every month, praying that God will punish her but stop punishing her child.

Perhaps God took pity on her, and this pregnancy finally came to an end.

Thinking of this, Xu Wantang felt a chill on her belly, and the baby moved accordingly.

She looked at the screen, watching the child's waving little hands, and couldn't help but reach out her hand as well.

Baby, soon Mommy will be able to hold your little hand.

After the inspection, Xu Wantang sent messages as she walked.

"Third Young Master, the baby is healthy. I will definitely give birth to your child safely this time..."

Before I could finish typing, a familiar voice came from the doctor's office next door.

Xu Wantang stopped in her tracks, staring in shock through the crack in the door.

Cen Shichuan, who is disabled in both legs, stood up directly from his wheelchair.

The woman beside him was holding his hand.

It turned out to be Xu Wantang's older sister, who had passed away more than four years ago.

Xu Chuxue!

The two looked at pictures of their child on the computer side by side.

The doctor hesitated and said, "Third Young Master, Xu Wantang's fetus is developing very well, and the ultrasound shows it looks like you. Do we still need to terminate it like before? If she miscarries again, she may have difficulty conceiving in the future."

A strange glint flashed in Cen Shichuan's eyes, as if he had thought of something.

Seeing that he was distracted, Xu Chuxue immediately pushed him away.

"Feeling sorry for him?"

"Then you should go and tell her right away that it was you who secretly aborted all her children for my sake."

"Your marriage certificate is fake too, so even if she gives birth to a child, it will be an illegitimate child."

"Also, tell her that your legs recovered three years ago, and that you pretended to be disabled to trap her in the Cen family and punish her on my behalf and the children's behalf."

Xu Chuxue turned to leave, but Cen Shichuan reached out and pulled her in front of him.

"You..."

An unprecedented doting affection flowed through his eyes.

But the next second when Xu Wantang was mentioned, his expression turned fierce.

"Then let her never be able to have children."

"She owes you and our children, and I will make her repay that debt a hundredfold."

Xu Chuxue nestled into Cen Shichuan's chest, her red lips curving slightly.

"Fine, for the sake of her being my sister, let's not let her miscarry this time. Let's just have a C-section now, I want to see if this child really looks like you."

"it is good."

He was both deeply affectionate and ruthlessly cold-hearted.

Just like that, separated by a door, Cen Shichuan casually decided the life or death of their child.

Xu Wantang turned around in a panic and met her reflection in the glass window.

Her body had long been exhausted from years of injections and medications.

She suffered from severe hair loss, swollen limbs, and a pale face covered with spots.

A pair of empty eyes, filled with tears, yet dared not cry.

Because Cen Shichuan always said that she cried and sobbed, which was why she couldn't keep the child.

So no matter how painful the injection was, she didn't dare to cry.

It turned out that those four years were just a scam.

her child...

It was nothing more than a tool for Cen Shichuan to curry favor with Xu Chuxue!

Who does she think she is?

Free maid?

A birthing machine?

……

Xu Wantang rushed downstairs in a daze.

Right now, she only has one thought in her mind.

Take the children and leave immediately!

But things didn't go as planned. Before she could even step out of the hospital, she was dragged back to the hospital by Cen Shichuan's bodyguards.

The cold needle pierced the skin.

Within seconds, she felt completely powerless and could only stare at the rapidly moving lights on the ceiling.

Upon seeing the words "operating room," she instinctively grabbed the clothes of the person beside her.

It is Cen Shichuan.

He looked down at her and said, "Now that you've found out, you'd better pay your debts properly."

"No! This is your child too! My baby and I will definitely behave! Please..."

Xu Wantang's every word trembled, and she was pleading.

The smooth suit was torn and deformed by her, digging deeply into her palm.

But Cen Shichuan ignored him.

He pried her fingers apart one by one, watching expressionlessly as she was wheeled into the operating room.

……

The operating light came on.

Xu Wantang felt no pain, but she could feel the doctor cutting open her stomach.

Soon, the weak, kitten-like cries of a child could be heard.

There is also a conversation between Xu Chuxue and Cen Shichuan.

"Shichuan, this child is so wrinkled and disgusting, he doesn't look like you at all."

"Then let's not go for a checkup, let the doctor handle it."

Cen Shichuan carefully escorted Xu Chuxue out of the delivery room.

They wouldn't even spare a glance for the child.

The child also sensed that he was not welcome, and his voice grew weaker and weaker.

Only that little hand was stretched out in mid-air, as if waiting for something.

Xu Wantang knew that the child was waiting for her.

Wait until she holds her little hand.

She reached out desperately, but it felt like she was separated by countless mountains and rivers.

They could only watch helplessly as their child's body turned purple and slowly lost his life.

Di-

The straightened red line deeply stained Xu Wantang's eyes.

It was as if her soul had gone with her at that moment.

Her lips trembled as she asked, "Doctor, boy or girl?"

"boy."

"Let me hug him."

"……good."

The doctor gently put the child down.

When the child was pressed against Xu Wantang's heart, it still carried a trace of warmth, rising and falling with her breath.

Her head was pressed against the baby: "Doctor, look, the baby is still moving, he's still moving, he's not dead..."

Please accept my condolences.

The doctor couldn't bear it and turned to his side.

Xu Wantang smiled and gently wrapped the child's hand in hers.

"Baby, Mommy is holding you, Mommy is with you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the pain in her body intensify, and blood stained the entire delivery bed.

"The mother's blood pressure dropped rapidly!"

After a series of emergency treatments, the doctor carefully covered the mother and child with a white sheet.

……

Operating room door.

"Dead? What trick is she trying to pull now? It's not like she's lost a child for the first time, what's she pretending for?"

Cen Shichuan sneered coldly.

He didn't notice that Xu Chuxue and the surgeon beside him were exchanging an unnatural glance.

The surgeon pressed further, "What should we do with the body?"

The word "corpse" made Cen Shichuan's heart clench inexplicably.

Just as he was about to turn around, Xu Chuxue immediately grabbed his arm.

"Shi Chuan, Wan Tang has always liked to act delicate and fragile since she was little. She wouldn't want you to feel guilty, would she?"

Cen Shichuan immediately stopped, his eyes growing colder.

"She can't bear to die. If she really has to, then cremate her and scatter her ashes as far away as possible. Dying with the title of young mistress, isn't that what she wanted?"

After saying that, he and Xu Chuxue left hand in hand.

And Xu Wantang's soul is behind them.

She hugged her child tightly, her eyes filled with hatred and resentment turning into blood.

"Why are they allowed to live so well! And why are they treating me like this!"

……

Begonias fell overnight.

"Why should I?!"

Xu Wantang suddenly sat up in bed, pressing her hands tightly against her flat stomach, and let out a long sigh.

It was just a nightmare.

dong dong!

A knock came at the door.

"Xu Wantang, the Third Young Master and Third Madam want you to come over."

"They're here."

After changing her clothes, Xu Wantang glanced at her phone for no apparent reason.

April 12th, a big disaster.

In her dream, Cen Shichuan will propose to her today that he wants to have a child with her.