Song Enya was scared and in despair. She was five months pregnant and it was not as though she had no feelings for the child.
Moreover, this was her last bargaining chip and bet. If she were to lose this, she would not know what to do!
âMu Yanchen, how could you be so heartless?!â Jiang Qimeng demanded.
The surrounding people immediately said, âQuickly send her to the emergency room!â
âExactly!â
The nurse rushed over upon hearing the news and called for Song Enya to be wheeled into the emergency room.
Meng Qingxueâs breathing quickened. She grabbed Mu Yanchenâs sleeve and asked worriedly, âIs Song Enya going to be okay?â
âI donât know.â Mu Yanchen did not know what else to say in reply to her question.
Because even he was confused.
Meng Qingxue asked cautiously, âWhat if she loses the child? Will you... be sad?â
âNot really!â
Mu Yanchen sneered. âThat child shouldnât have existed! Itâs her own fault; she brought it upon herself! I... I didnât push her! It was her... I was afraid that sheâd hurt you...â
As he spoke, his breathing suddenly quickened.
Mu Yanchen lowered his head to look at his hands â the pair of hands that had shoved Song Enya away earlier on. If they were to lose the child, it would have been his own doing.
But...
âI didnât push her on purpose!â
He didnât do it on purpose!
He had no intention of hurting her!
Meng Qingxue was heartbroken. She hugged him tightly and said sadly, âYanchen, stop thinking about it! I know, I saw it! You didnât intend to harm her! You did it to protect me! Donât blame yourself!â
The man tightened his embrace around her and closed his eyes in resignation.
...
Jiang Qimeng had been sitting outside the operating theater for some time. As Mu Yanchen and Meng Qingxue approached, the woman looked up. Immediately agitated, she got onto her feet and nearly pounced on Meng Qingxue!
âItâs all your fault! Itâs all your fault, you little b*tch! The doctor said that we may lose the child! If it were not for you, if it were not for you...â
As she said this, she made a move to slap Meng Qingxue across her face.
At once, Mu Yanchen shielded Meng Qingxue and pushed Jiang Qimeng away. âAuntie, calm down! Please restrain yourself!â
Jiang Qimengâs eyes burned with rage. âMu Yanchen, are you still going to protect her?â
âEven if we lose the child, it has nothing to do with her!â
Mu Yanchen said agitatedly, âI was the one who caused this! Iâll take responsibility for my own actions. If youâre unhappy, just come at me!â
Jiang Qimeng nodded and said in a trembling voice, âAlright! Youâre a man and youâre responsible! Why are you making things difficult for Enya?! What should we do if we lose the child?! What should we do?!â
She questioned him while hitting his chest!
At this point, the door suddenly flew open. Jiang Qimeng turned around nervously and saw the doctor walking out and removing his gear. She immediately approached him, asking worriedly, âDoctor, howâs my daughter?!â
âMadam, please calm down... Iâm really sorry for not being able to save the child.â
Jiang Qimengâs eyes widened when she heard this. She fell limply to the ground and would not budge no matter how the nurse tried to help her up.
Very quickly, the operating trolley table was pushed out.
Song Enya had just finished surgery. As she was five months pregnant, an abortion had to be performed under anesthesia and its effects were now gradually wearing off. She endured the pain and broke out in cold sweat.
âEnya!â