68: My Stomach Hurts...

My Stomach Hurts...

Her attitude angered Zhang Hong. She flew into a rage saying, "Ms. Qiao! Do you not realize what position you're currently in?!"1

As she finished speaking, Zhang Hong turned around swiftly and said, "Since you are so stubborn, you can jolly well continue to starve!"

Bang!

The door closed.

Qiao Lian laid on the bed and heard the voices of the other servants emanating from behind the door.

"Sister Zhang, there's something wrong about this, right?"

Zhang Hong replied, "What's wrong about this? Did you already forget about how she haughtily spilled milk on the carpet the other day? If we do not take care of her now, how can we survive the upcoming days while we are still servants in this house?"

"… But- but ultimately, she is still Sir's lawfully wedded wife."

Zhang Hong coldly smiled and said, "How could she be considered as his wife? Did Sir acknowledge her as his wife? How about his mother? I'm telling you, she's nothing, nothing at all!"

"Sister Zhang, her life might be in peril if we keep doing this. She has not eaten for the past two nights."

Zhang Hong said, "Are you not aware that humans can only die after they stop eating and drinking for three days? What's the rush? Even if she starves for another day, no problem will arise."

The sound of their conversation gradually grew softer and softer. It was clear that they had gone downstairs.

Qiao Lian laid on the bed and clenched her fists tightly.

She knew that her best option at this point was to think of the long term and temporarily compromise.

However, she was unable to bow her head to Zhang Hong due to the pride within her bones.

She looked at the familiar overhead ceiling and gazed at the crystal chandelier hanging from it. She could not help but laugh at herself mockingly.

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Shen Liangchuan must have ordered Zhang Hong to look down on her, right?</em

She bit her lip. The words that Shen Liangchuan had spoken to her that night flashed across her mind. "What? How much money do you want? State your price."

<em

In his heart, did he consider her as a woman who would actually do anything just for money?</em

<em

This bastard!</em

<em

To think that she used to like him so much. Who could have thought that this man was, in reality, so haughty and arrogant!</em

She cursed him in her heat, until she once again felt a searing pain across her belly. Only then did Qiao Lian's dazed mind gradually begin to awaken again.

At this moment, her feelings of sadness were redundant. What she needed to do now was to go to the hospital.

She clenched her teeth and exerted a lot of effort in order to stand up. Her entire body was powerless and she felt giddy. However, despite all that, she walked step by step towards the doorway and opened the door.

Zhang Hong and the rest of the servants were busying themselves in the kitchen downstairs, working and laughing at the same time.

She stubbornly walked downstairs, one step at a time.

None of the people in the kitchen realized that she had slowly walked out of the mansion's front door.

She was unable to open her eyes at all because of the harsh sunlight shining outside, and felt as though there were a bunch of stars shining brightly near her forehead. She staggered forward and walked quite a distance. Finally, she saw the shadow of a person dart in front of her. Her vision went black and she fainted.

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When Qiao Lian regained consciousness again, it was already afternoon.

She was awoken by pain.

Her stomach felt as though it had been sewn up by pain. It was so painful that she could not lie still. She slanted her body to the side and bent her waist.

The stinging smell of disinfectant made her realize that she was in the hospital.

She called the nurse over. Panicked, the nurse immediately pushed her into the examination room.

She hugged her belly. Even though she was all sweaty due to the pain she had felt while lying on the hospital bed, her heart was ice cold.

<em

It was hurting so much… could she be pregnant? And now, could she be suffering a miscarriage?</em

As she thought of this, she clenched her fists tightly, her face deathly pale.

If she suffered a miscarriage with Shen Liangchuan's baby, would he break their contract?

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