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Chapter 127
The woman with the wrong logic “Fine, be a yellow-faced woman, be good and be your Zain Yi’s wife, and then give you a son.” I squinted my eyes, my head was dizzy, and when I smiled my eyes opened twice in exhaustion, and then closed them again and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, it was already dark when I woke up, I looked around and strained to hold myself up to sit up, where was Zain, I got out of b3d, I was alone in the large hospital room.
When I turned around, I heard Zain talking on the balcony, probably talking to someone on the phone, my legs got weak and I walked slowly, not taking two steps, I was covered from behind, I struggled twice, my eyes were lost in the balcony, I wanted to shout but couldn’t. I was so confused, I looked at Zain’s figure on the balcony, I couldn’t shout.
I was drugged out, and this time I was asleep for a long, long time.
When I woke up I realized that I was tied to a chair, my head had been tilted to sleep sore as hell, the harsh light shone on my eyes so painfully, I took a long time to open my eyes, and I saw a man in black sitting in front of me, with short hair and a scar on his face.
My vision was very unclear and I tried to shake my head, getting even more dizzy.
“Who are you?” I swallowed hard and asked.
“Cynthia Mo…” the person in black even happened to have a woman’s voice, or a very familiar voice, I recognized her voice after hearing one.
Lin Ling?
I smirked as my vision slowly cleared and finally I saw the black man’s hat off and Lin Lin had a very visible scar on the right side of her face, she approached me with a smile on her lips and said, “Here we are again.”
“You’ve been the cause of the recent series of events?” I questioned weakly, “Why did you do that?”
“Why?” Lin Ling laughed nervously, “Because you drove me out like a dog, I saw you as my last straw, didn’t you?”
Me?
I’m not running a charity, I can put aside my past hatred and take in Lin Ling is already my biggest concession, but I never thought she would mess with married men again, causing my studio to be destroyed.
I didn’t let her accompany me, I just told her to f*ck off, and I’ve done the most merciful thing I could.
“What’s with the scar on your face?” My consciousness began to slowly return and I saw that her stomach was actually flat, she was supposed to be unborn by now, where was the baby?
“If it wasn’t for your desperation, how would my face become like this, how would my child be gone, I would never be able to get pregnant again in my life, it’s all because of you Cynthia Mo, if you had even a little bit more compassion and kept me, I wouldn’t be able to become like this, human or ghost.” Lin Ling hissed, hysterically accusing me.
I sneered, “Lin Ling, don’t you think you’re too ridiculous? I’m not the one who caused all this today, you’re the one who’s not clean enough.”
“You shut up.” Lin Ling madly threw a slap at me, her face was painful and numb, “You have charmed many men by virtue of Yi’s love for you and by virtue of this face of yours, right!”
I was silent, not wanting to anger this woman who had lost her looks because she had lost her child.
If you are a woman, you are more afraid than a man. Since Lin Ling was able to take me away from the hospital, you can imagine how meticulous she is.
It won’t do me any good to provoke her, on the contrary, having just heard these complaints from her against me, I believe she wants to ruin my face right now.
I have to find a way to get around her, this is the kind of woman who is jealous of what others get because she can’t get what she wants. At the moment, being tied to her and having just been in a car accident, I’m not even in my right mind right now.
“Lin Ling, let’s talk, I’ll satisfy you with whatever you want, let me go first, okay?” I coaxed with good words, just to get Ling Ling to let me go quickly.
“Let you go and then you’ll go to the police and arrest me, I’m not that stupid. I’ve been planning for so long to leave you with nothing, I’ll die to drag you with me.” Lin Ling’s big eyes glowed with a sinister light, “Thinking about when the three of us were abroad, supporting each other and taking care of each other, why did everything change when we came back home.”
When I think of Jiang Ying, the corners of my eyes become sour, it’s easy to suffer together, but so hard to enjoy the same blessings.
Too much has indeed happened in these days back in China, things have changed, and I’ve finally come to appreciate the profound meaning of such words.
“Lin Ling, why do you have to be so radical, everyone will have their own life, it’s not right for you to be bent on destroying other people’s families.” I slowed my tone and persuaded softly, I only hoped that Lin Ling would turn back in time and stop doing these pointless things.
“Wrong? What’s wrong with that, I love Hu and he loves me, if there wasn’t his wife in the middle, we would have been happy together long ago.” Lin Ling was still stubborn to this day, still looking forward to the future.
“Mr. Hu?” I sarcastically said, “Even if a man is a womanizer and his family’s wife gets ugly, he won’t give up on his family easily, so don’t think of yourself as too important.”
“You shut up, if you don’t shut up, I’ll
Chapter 128
“Awake?” A magnetic, deep voice rang out, “I’ll go get the doctor, you wait.”
I sat stunned, I had a long, long dream, and I woke up, how I felt a little empty.
Vaguely, I heard me to someone touching my hand, and then asked, “Do you know your name?”
I was startled and tried to search through my memories, suddenly a fragment came to my mind, a very good looking man was calling me Cynthia Mo.
I nodded and replied, “My name is Cynthia Mo.”
“Do you know how long you’ve been unconscious?”
I shook my head, “I don’t know, I feel like I’ve been having a long, long dream. What’s wrong with my eyes, why can’t I even see you guys?”
“Your glasses are badly damaged, they’ve been soaked in seawater and you could go blind.” The doctor’s words devastated me completely, I frantically shook off the hand that was touching my skin and in the darkness I capriciously lifted the covers and tried to get out of b3d, I fell right off the b3d and my whole body felt like it was falling apart.
It hurts so much, it hurts me, and blindness is so terrible for me. What had happened, why couldn’t I remember.
A large hand reached out at that moment, and when it touched my face, a man’s voice rang out and called out, “Cynthia Mo, don’t be like that, the doctor will find a way to help you.”
“Zain…” the name came out of my mouth, I didn’t even know why I said it myself, as if it would warm me.
The other person didn’t respond to me, just held my hand tightly.
“Zain, my head is so messed up, I can’t remember so many things, what should I do, will I get stupid?” I cried out, blind, and even the memories became one piece at a time, I couldn’t connect them at all.
I was afraid that my brain was so bad that I couldn’t even piece together a past, and how terrible that was.
“It won’t.” The other man held me tightly in his arms, “I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life with me by your side.”
“Zain, will you ever stop thinking that I’m blind and stupid?” I kept chastising myself in his warm embrace.
He choked back a sob and replied, “No.”
With that, he picked me up, put me back on the b3d, pulled the covers off for me, and went out with the doctor.
I could hear their footsteps getting farther and farther away, and finally the sound of a door slamming.
I was so out of breath that my whole brain felt like it had been drained out of me, and I gently touched my right hand to the corner of my brow, then to my eyes, then to my lips.
I can vaguely remember running away, a man driving me, a car going very fast.
I have visions of myself drowning in my head and I see a man hitting the car door, who is it?
I closed my eyes, the shadow of a man in my head was getting closer and closer, from far and near, and finally I could see his face, his features were deep, his nose was high, he looked at me with a faint smile, and reached out to scratch the tip of my nose habitually.
I subconsciously opened my eyes and touched the tip of my nose, who was that man, was it Zain?
At that moment the door opened, footsteps approached, the edge of the b3d moved, and my hand was taken and placed in his warm one.
“Cynthia Mo, there is hope for your eyes to recover, but you will have to wait for the right corneas to be donated, maybe soon, maybe for years, so prepare your heart.” The man’s voice was beautiful, shallow and warm, a voice I was subconsciously familiar with.
I nodded, less impulsively than I had just done, and said, “Understood.”
The words fell silent, and I was silent for a long time.
“Why don’t you say something?” He asked again.
I pursed my lips and asked again, “Are you Zain? I just remembered you, and the rest still doesn’t ring a bell?”
The man’s grip suddenly intensified, squeezing my small hand tightly, and after a long interval, he said, “Yes, I’m Zain, and I’m your husband.”
“I knew I couldn’t forget anyone, and I couldn’t forget you.” I pulled my hand out of his and slowly ran it up towards his arm.
I kept touching his face, his lips, the stubble at the corners of his mouth, his high nose, and his deep eyes, and I wondered if I was overthinking it, but I felt like his face was still different than the handsome, handsome face I had in my head.
Is it because I just woke up, so I would feel that Zain’s face is also so strange.
My hand was caught by him again, and he laughed softly and said, “Well, you just woke up, get some more rest, and I’ll have something brought over if you want to eat.”
I frowned and shook it, “No, I’m fine.”
Although my memories couldn’t be pieced together now, I didn’t have amnesia, my familiarity with Zain seemed to be etched in my heart like a brand, I should have touched that face many times, but why was it so unfamiliar to me when I touched it now.
He wasn’t Zain, so why was he pretending to be my husband?
Who the hell is he? What’s the conspiracy?
Where am I now, the hospital, or…?
Why did God put me through this pain, it’s okay to take away my eyes, why did he shatter my memories and make me work so hard to put them together.
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