NOVPUBChapter 642: 642, Shi Yuhuan, you’re really ruthless!
Chapter 642: 642, Shi Yuhuan, you’re really ruthless!
“Ah!” Han Qianqian was flung by Shi Yuhuan and crashed into the wall, letting out a desolate shriek.
With a loud “bang”, it was quite shocking; Han Qianqian’s forehead burst into blood from the impact.
Typically, Shi Annuo would feel heartbroken at seeing Han Qianqian like this. He would immediately come forward to staunch her wound and soothe her pain.
But this time, there was only cold fury on his face. He ignored her, anger burning in his eyes, red as fresh blood.
He could not understand why Han Qianqian did not tell him she was pregnant. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
It frustrated him enough that she did not confide in him. But how could she be so heartless? To terminate the life of their child? A life!
She had willingly sacrificed their child for her father, for the prestige of the Han Family. What was he, Shi Annuo, to her then?
Was he a joke?!
He wished he could slap her hard across the face. Yet, he couldn’t. The moment he pushed her away just then – it felt like he had stabbed his own heart when he saw her hurt.
So all he could do was pretend he had never known her.
Pretend Han Qianqian had never been in his life.
Helpless and crying, Han Qianqian collapsed into the corner of the wall, her face devoid of any color.
“Han Qianqian, why on earth did I fall for you? You heartless scoundrel!” Shi Annuo roared. The pain that seized him afterward was so intense, it felt as if the world was crashing down on him.
In a daze, he turned his back on her and fled. He had to get away or he would go mad.
Watching Shi Annuo’s retreating figure as he left without a backward glance, Han Qianqian lost control of her emotions and broke down into sobs.
She knew she had finally lost him.
“Why didn’t you chase after him? Why didn’t you explain that the pregnancy was ectopic?” said Shi Yuhuan, his voice echoing chillingly in the room.
Song Qinghuan, initially full of anger and blame for Han Qianqian, suddenly widened her eyes in disbelief at Shi Yuhuan’s words. “What did you say?”
The sudden twist caught Song Qinghuan completely off guard.
Struggling to hold back tears, Han Qianqian managed to get up, almost losing balance before steadying herself against the wall. Covering the bleeding wound on her forehead, she looked at Shi Yuhuan icily. “Is this not what you wanted? You really are ruthless, brother.”
The silence that had fallen inside the room was oppressive.
Song Qinghuan tugged at Shi Yuhuan’s sleeve, looking at him questioningly.
Shi Yuhuan reached up to caress her face slightly and explained, “When she went to the hospital and discovered she had an ectopic pregnancy, she laid a trap for us. Her true goal wasn’t to make you believe the child was mine, but to burden you with guilt and convince you to divorce me. Or even to use the threat of a life to avoid prosecutions, believeing I’d cooperate with her for your sake.”
Song Qinghuan gasped, covering her mouth in shock.
Her eyes flicked back and forth between Shi Yuhuan and Han Qianqian, a mix of disbelief and horror. “Your scheming, it’s so deep, so ruthless. Some people might torture others physically. At worst, it ends in death. But you, Han Qianqian, wanted me to believe I killed a child. You wanted me to spend my life in guilt. You are a master of psychological torture, killing without laying a hand. Is this really what you wanted? Now that Annuo really left you?”
