My Remarried Wife

Chapter 18

Greg had been Richie’s assistant for a long time, but what Richie had done just now was so …

He didn’t dare to guess, but he thought he could have a try whether he should do something or not.

Staring at Forsythia for a long time, Richie suddenly came to his senses.

Even if he pretended to be pitiful, the child was still not his!

A bastard, !

“What did you say?”

“No, nothing. Just the way like before?”

“Okay.”

“Well, It’s one thing that he doesn’t want Miss. Shen to be seen by other men. It’s another thing whether he will keep the baby or not”, he thought.

“You’d better find a stretcher to carry her and send her to the doctor.”

“Yes, sir!”

After they carried Forsythia away, there were only the two of them left in the ward.

Staring at his back, Greg hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Ye, let me wheel you there.”

“Okay.”

Fifteen minutes later, Doctor Sue walked out of the operating room and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.

“It’s over?” He squinted in a dangerous way..

The doctor said awkwardly, “Mr. Ye, I think I should tell you something in advance.”

Greg, who was standing behind Richie, was rude and asked, “what do you want to say?”

“The inner wall of Miss Shen’s womb is thin. If she is forced to abort, it may cause massive bleeding.” However, the doctor knew that Mr.Ye was a man of his word, so he took out a statement before the operation with his trembling hands. “If you decide to perform the operation, you need to sign this operation agreement, but I hope you can consider whether to continue the operation or not…”

Hearing this, Richie frowned, “hemorrhage?”

The doctor nodded.

“Will she die?”

The doctor coughed slightly and looked a little uncomfortable. “It will be very dangerous.”

The air was quiet for a few seconds. Through the wall, he seemed to see the woman protecting the child in front of him again. With tears in her watery eyes, she stared at him and begged in a low voice, “please…”

He moved his fingers and pursed his lips.

“Doctor, don’t you know what kind of person Mr. Richie is? Why do you ask such a question? Absolutely the operation needs… ”

“Cancel it!”

Before Greg could finish his words, he was interrupted by Richie.

After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at Richie in disbelief.

“Mr…. Mr. Ye?”

What’s wrong with Mr. Ye? Greg could figure out what did Richie mean!

…

Forsythia felt that she had slept for a long time. She had a terrible dream. The miscarriage certificate that she asked Cassie to find someone to do was seen through by Richie. Then she was forcibly taken to the hospital, and the child was taken out bloody.

“Ah!” Forsythia screamed and suddenly sat up from the bed.

Subconsciously, she reached out and covered her lower abdomen, with cold sweat dripping.

She looked around and found that it was already dawn and the surroundings were familiar. It was the room of Richie.

The memory of last night came back to life. Forsythia suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed. Was her baby gone?

“What the hell is that?” A cold voice made Forsythia stop in her tracks. She turned around with her bare feet and looked at the source of the voice. It was Greg who wheeled Richie in.

Seeing Richie, Forsythia was furious. She grabbed a pillow beside her and threw it at him.

“Bastard!”

Hearing that, Greg took a deep breath. He threw the pillow aside directly and shouted, “are you crazy, Forsythia?”

“You bastard, how could you be so cruel? Give the child back to me! ”

Out of control, Forsythia grabbed his collar, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Who the hell are you calling?” It was hard to tell whether Richie was happy or angry from his calm voice.

Forsythia stared at him with red eyes.

“Unwind me.”

Forsythia didn’t unwind him. She bit her lower lip and looked at him.

“Miss Shen, don’t be so ungrateful! Unwind Mr. Ye! ” Greg shouted angrily.

“Even an animal is more affectionate than you. Not only is your blood cold, but also your heart dark.”

“Really?” “So that’s how you look at me?”

With red eyes, Forsythia stared at him and kept silent.

Tears had filled her eyes, but she tried her best not to shed a tear in front of him.

“Good.” “Beast? Animals are more affectionate than me? Greg, get out! ”

Greg pondered with his eyes wide open: “What? Why let me go out?”

He wanted to ask, but there was a single strong chill around him, which made him tremble. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

With a shiver, he turned around and went out silently.

“What are you doing? Let me go…” It was not until Greg went out that Forsythia came to her senses and tried to break free from the shackles of Richie.

Although he had a disabled leg, he was so strong that he grabbed Forsythia’ s wrist and she couldn’t move at all.The next second, he pulled her into his arms, held her slender waist with one hand, pinched her chin with the other, and pressed her head down.

Without any warning, his cold and dry thin lips pressed on her lips.

Forsythia’s brain went blank and her eyes widened in disbelief.

What’s he do… What’s he doing?

While she was thinking, she felt a pain on her lips and came to herself.

He took a deep breath, and the air around him was cold.

This feeling was impetuous and overbearing.

Forsythia was in a trance.

How could the man in front of her give her a similar feeling of the man in the car ?

However, it’s been over a month now

Forsythia only remembered that the man gave her a strong feeling at that time. She almost forgot everything else, including his voice.

She didn’t even see the license plate of the car. Otherwise, if she was pregnant now, maybe she could try to find the man that night?

A sharp pain in her lower lip brought her back to her senses. He stared at her with an unreadable expression in his eyes.

He withdrew his lips and said gloomily, “as Mrs. Ye, how could you be absent-minded while kissing?”

As soon as he finished his words, he moved his hands around her waist and pinched the back of her neck with great strength, which made her groan in pain.

“Don’t you hate me?” Forsythia stammered, but her eyes were full of hatred.

“Yes, hating you is different from humiliating you. Mrs. Ye, it seems that you have a bad memory.” With a sneer, he pressed on her again.”HMM.” Her red lips were held again. She twisted her beautiful eyebrows in pain and tried to push the person in front of her away, but his hands held her waist again and firmly locked her in his arms.

As they were kissing, he said in a low and hoarse voice, “since you say I’m a beast, I’ll do it.”

When Forsythia was still in a daze, her clothes had been pushed up by a hand, and her hot palm touched her skin.

“Don’t touch me!”

Then she bit his thin lips hard.

With a muffled snort, the two of them smelled of blood.