She was seriously hurt, lying in bed, and still, it looked like a joke to him, and he didn't miss a chance to bring up 'Auntie Bai's' name! What a joke!
Bai Zhi, who stood elegantly at the foot of the bed in a cream designer dress, quickly stepped forward.
Her face was painted with false concern, though her eyes glimmered with concealed triumph.
"Yueyao, Xuan was so worried about you," Bai Zhi said softly, placing a gentle hand on Shen Xuan's shoulder protectively, "You shouldn't push him away. He's just a child… he doesn't know anything... Don't hurt him, please, and if he did anything wrong, I apologise..."
Bai Zhi walked over to the bed and wanted to hold her hand, but Yueyao swatted her hand away..
"Don't touch me... It's you... You are the one..." She roughly slapped her arm away. She couldn't mistaken that voice, it was her.
"Yueyao, what are you talking about? What are you trying to accuse me of? Yueyao, don't be like that, while you were out there playing, I was taking care of your child..." With her gentle and innocent voice, she curiously queried, and Yueyao knew, without evidence, no one was gonna believe her, not even her husband.
"Yes, Mommy... Auntie Bai has been taking good care of me and Daddy, and we had a fantastic time while you were away! You should be grateful!" Shen Xuan nodded his head in agreement clinging to Bai Zhi.
Yueyao's glassy eyes were fixed blankly on Shen Xuan, her chest heaving with shallow, ragged breaths. How could she have given birth to such a kid?
Every second she saw him, all she could remember was Shen Xiao's cold voice calling Bai Zhi 'Mommy Zhi' in front of him, their family portrait glowing under golden chandeliers as her blood soaked the marble floor.
She had lost all hope and no longer wanted to be his mother.. She shut her eyes tightly, feeling bile rise to her throat.
Even if she accused her of the kidnapping, she didn't have any evidence! Even if she explained things to Shen Xiao, he still couldn't believe her, he wouldn't care, and wouldn't do anything.
At that moment, the door swung open. Shen Xiao walked in, his tall figure casting a dark shadow across the sterile room.
His black suit was immaculate as always, his handsome face expressionless. Only his obsidian eyes flickered faintly with suppressed emotions as they landed on her fragile form.
Shen Xuan turned to him immediately, tears streaming down his small face.
"Daddy… Mommy doesn't want me… she pushed me away… I don't know why…" he whimpered, wiping his wet cheeks with his tiny hands.
Shen Xiao frowned, his gaze returning to Yueyao, "What's wrong with you?" he snapped impatiently. "He's your son... Why are you acting like this?"
"What were you doing in such a place?"
Yueyao didn't respond. Her cracked lips trembled as she stared at her bloodied hands resting limply on the blanket.
She had suffered several injuries, cuts, and even her surgical wound!
Memories of the club, of sticky floors and cold metal handcuffs, flooded her mind in suffocating waves. Her shoulders trembled violently.
What could have become of her if that man hadn't saved her that night? Where would she be? Her eyes unknowingly broke down like a dam...
She has paid too much to have fallen in love with this man! She could never forgive herself! Ever!
Seeing her silence, Shen Xiao's scowl deepened, "Answer me... What the hell were you doing there that night? Shouldn't you be in the hospital recovering? Why were you running up and down?"