Chapter 1

My husband, because of a joking remark by his secretary, caused me to lose the child I was seven months pregnant with.

I lay weakly on the hospital bed, looking at the secretary's newly updated social media post.

"A person who is not loved is a third party. A third party is unworthy of giving birth! Only true love is worthy!"

The photo is of her intimately with Xing Zhao.

The woman is wearing a belly-revealing outfit, while Xing Zhao's hand is cautiously placed on her stomach.

This time, I didn't argue or make a scene.

I just quietly packed my bags and bought a ticket to go abroad in eight days!

...

On the third day after the miscarriage, Xing Zhao finally came home!

I glanced at him and continued eating the food in front of me.

If it were before, I would certainly have gone up to him with concern, maybe even called him hundreds of times these days, urging him to come home.

But now, I just feel that saying even a single word to him is a waste.

Seeing that I wasn't reacting, Xing Zhao hesitated at the door, a trace of anger appearing on his face.

"Miaomiao, what are you doing there!"

"Hurry up and come over here to help me hang up my clothes!"

Yes, the old me would humbly help him change clothes and shoes.

I believed that a favored son like him shouldn't handle such dirty tasks.

Even during my pregnancy, I still took meticulous care of him.

I leisurely picked up the red date tea beside me, took a sip, and softly said.

"I'm not feeling well, from now on, you take care of your own things."

"You didn't cook for me?"

Xing Zhao stared intently at the table, the dishes were as lavish as ever.

But they were all for one person, there was no second set of dishes or utensils.

It never used to be like this...

Even if he came home at midnight, there would be food left on the table just for him.

A nameless anger surged into his heart.

"Miaomiao! Don't think that just because you're pregnant, you can..."

He choked halfway, his gaze carried a hint of evasion.

He finally realized that our child had been personally destroyed by him.

Seven months, it already had a form, I could always feel its heartbeat.

I instinctively touched my belly, where there was nothing anymore.

"Miaomiao... the child is gone, why aren't you reacting?"

Xing Zhao blocked my way, his face filled with confusion.

This was the first time I saw such an expression on his face.

In the past, I would have been hysterical, contending with him over every little matter.

"You are the child's father, you also have the right to decide its life or death. If you don't want it, it's a bastard, and a bastard shouldn't exist in the world."

I tried to keep my tone calm.

My heart hurts too; it's constantly bleeding.

The child is connected to the mother's body, it flows through my blood, consuming the nutrients of my body.

I want this child more than anyone.

But Cheng Rourou was right, a child without paternal love is destined to be unhappy.

I don't want my child to be born unhappy!

I wish for them to reincarnate into a happier family, at the very least, have parents who love them.

Seeing my cold attitude, Xing Zhao softened rarely, he bowed down and pressed on my shoulders.

"Miaomiao, don't be angry, even if this child were born, it would be deformed. If it were born, the Xing family's stock market would definitely collapse!"

"From now on, don't use those cosmetics! Thanks to Cheng Rourou, if she hadn't told me that cosmetics can cause deformities in babies during pregnancy, I wouldn't have known this."

"Miaomiao, the times now are different from before, back then there wasn't so much technology. The mother's body is very fragile, cosmetics can enter the baby's body through your umbilical cord and make the child deformed!"