Gu Xingnian was startled—why had her period come so suddenly?
She quickly got in her car and drove off. Halfway up the mountain road, cold sweat was streaming down her face.
No, this pain was unbearable!
She hastily pulled over and called Sheng Weiwei. “Weiwei, are you… back? Can you come… pick me up?”
“Niannian, where are you? What’s wrong?”
“I’m on the mountain road near Fu Family Manor…”
The blare of an ambulance shattered the night’s silence. Fortunately, Sheng Weiwei had called for one.
By the time Gu Xingnian was admitted to the hospital, it was already 1 a.m.
After a series of examinations, it was confirmed—Gu Xingnian had… miscarried. She had been six weeks pregnant.
Lying on the hospital bed, a single tear traced its way down Gu Xingnian’s cheek.
Her poor, unborn child.
Sheng Weiwei was instantly furious, cursing under her breath. “That bastard! Didn’t he know you were pregnant? He still had someone pick you up and take you to Nianxin Pavilion, then pushed you to your limit!”
Gu Xingnian had always had irregular periods, so she hadn’t realized she was pregnant.
The child must have been conceived the previous month. That month, she hadn’t been taken to Nianxin Pavilion but had gone to Country A instead.
He was on a business trip there and had actually arranged for her to join him. She stayed with him in Country A for three full days before returning.
At the time, he had warned her that she had already used up the following month’s quota.
Unexpectedly, this month, he still sent someone to pick her up as scheduled.
Just then, a female doctor knocked and entered, holding a report.
“You really should have been more careful. How could you take contraceptive pills when you knew you were pregnant? This child could have been saved.”
Contraceptive pills?
Both Gu Xingnian and Sheng Weiwei were stunned.
She and Fu Beichen never used protection—how could there be contraceptive pills in her system?
Sheng Weiwei’s anger flared up again.
“That bastard! For that bitch Jiang Kexin, he actually slipped you contraceptive pills behind your back! If he didn’t want a child, he could have said so outright. Why hurt you like this?”
At that moment, Gu Xingnian’s heart ached with a sharp, piercing pain.
Could it really be Fu Beichen?
Every time they were together, he would have the servants prepare bird’s nest porridge or chicken soup for her. Could the pills have been mixed into the porridge?
And last month, when they were in Country A, he hadn’t had the chance to drug her—so this month, he had her picked up again to take advantage of the situation and administer the pills?
In an instant, she felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body.
“Just wait—I’m going straight to the Fu family to demand they pay for this child’s life!”
Sheng Weiwei trembled with rage, grabbing her phone and preparing to leave.
“Weiwei.” Gu Xingnian spoke weakly, her voice hoarse. “Don’t go.”
“Niannian!” Sheng Weiwei spun around, staring at her in disbelief. “He killed your child! Are you just going to let it go?”
Gu Xingnian slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, only cold hatred and resolve remained in her gaze.
“We’ve already decided to divorce. I don’t want anything more to do with him.”
She paused, looking directly at Sheng Weiwei, and said word by word, “But I will find out how this child was lost. Whoever did this—I won’t let a single one of them get away!”
Her eyes were so cold, so fierce, that even Sheng Weiwei shuddered.
This was the Gu Xingnian she knew—seemingly fragile on the outside, but with a spine of steel.
Sheng Weiwei put down her phone and tightly grasped Gu Xingnian’s ice-cold hand.
“Don’t worry, we’ll avenge this together. No matter who it is, I’ll make sure they pay a painful price!”
……
In the middle of the night, Gu Xingnian was awakened by thunder and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
She lay with her eyes open, staring at the dim yellow night light, her thoughts drifting far away.
She remembered what happened when she was ten years old… It wasn’t until she was twelve that she came to Hai City.
She had followed him for a full twelve years, going through countless hardships to come to his side. She had given him everything she could.
She had just accidentally gotten pregnant with his child—it was truly… an accident!
Before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.
Fate seemed to have stripped away her last piece of armor, causing the strength she had shown during the day to instantly crumble.
That child was the last remnant of hope from her three-year marriage with him.
But her child was gone!
Already gone!
She covered her face with her hands and wept uncontrollably…
The night was deep and dark as ink.
Outside the window, a torrential downpour raged, raindrops pounding against the glass in a chaotic symphony.
Fu Beichen suddenly sat up in bed, gasping for breath, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
That dream again.
The bone-chilling water enveloped him completely. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t breathe. He could only watch helplessly as he kept sinking, descending into endless darkness. The feeling of suffocation was so real it left him shaken.
Irritated, he ran his hands through his hair, got up, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the city shrouded in rain.
No matter how heavy the night rain was, it couldn’t wash away the gloom in his heart.
He walked to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a large glass of whiskey, and downed it in one gulp.
The burning liquor seared his throat but failed to numb the inexplicable panic and unease.
It felt as though something had happened, disturbing his peace of mind.
Causing a faint, aching pain in his heart… leaving him at a loss!
The next morning, Gu Xingnian was wheeled into the operating room by a nurse.
Cold metal instruments, blinding lights, and the lingering smell of disinfectant filled the air.
The doctor examined her report, his brow furrowed tightly.
“There are still remnants in your uterus, so a dilation and curettage is necessary. You should know that you have a genetic defect and are allergic to all anesthetics. Therefore, we cannot use anesthesia for this procedure.”
This meant she would have to endure the excruciating, bone-deep pain in a nearly conscious state.
Gu Xingnian nodded, her body trembling slightly from fear and cold.
She clenched her teeth, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
As the cold instrument entered her body, a sharp, tearing pain instantly overwhelmed her.
“Uh…”
She couldn’t suppress a muffled groan, and cold sweat immediately covered her forehead.
It hurt.
So much!
As if her internal organs were being shredded.
Tears streamed uncontrollably, mingling with sweat and blurring her vision.
She bit down hard on her lower lip, drawing blood. The metallic taste spread in her mouth.
She wanted to remember this pain.
Remember who had made her endure this! Remember the heart-wrenching agony of losing her child!
Whoever had harmed her child—she would never let them get away with it!
The pain surged like tidal waves, crashing against her nerves one after another. She felt like a small boat in a storm, on the verge of being torn apart at any moment.
Before long, she passed out!
At the same time, in the CEO’s office of the Fu Corporation.
Fu Beichen stared at his phone screen, his frown deepening.
It was already 10 a.m., and Gu Xingnian’s phone remained unreachable.
Switched off!
Was this woman deliberately disappearing without reason?
Hadn’t they agreed to meet today to sign the divorce papers? Was she planning to stand him up?
A surge of inexplicable anger rose in his chest, and he tossed his phone onto the table in frustration.
For some reason, he had been feeling restless since morning, plagued by a nagging sense that something was about to happen.
Was it about Gu Xingnian?
What could possibly happen to her?
Most likely, she was just resorting to some new tactic to gain his sympathy or delay the divorce.
He was curious to see what other tricks she had up her sleeve.