A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1500 - 290: A Mother’s Strength, Born Amid Hardships
Yun Ya felt like she had a long dream, as if a long time had passed, yet also like it was just a moment. When she awakened, the scenes from her dream drifted away like smoke, and all she could grasp was empty air.
She stared blankly for a long time, gazing at the ceiling, oblivious to the day and time. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Until the first ray of morning sun touched her face, she instinctively lifted her hand to her eyelids, squinting slightly.
In the morning light, a man walked in from outside the door, handsome and graceful, his every move elegant yet lazy.
"Awake?" A gentle smile tugged at the corner of his lips, softening his hard facial features, and it took her breath away, illuminating her entire world.
He was bathed in sunlight, dressed in the simplest white shirt and black pants, a picture of simple, yet extreme elegance, so beautiful that it gave an unreal illusion.
She watched in a daze.
He smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, lifting his hand to brush a stray lock of hair behind her ear, a natural and intimate gesture, as if he had done it hundreds of times...
"Get up, I’m taking you out to have some fun today." His deep and magnetic voice carried a hint of indulgent tenderness, like aged wine, intoxicating those who heard it.
Suddenly, Yun Ya grabbed his hand. His fingers were long and strong, yet hot as fire, her heart skipped a beat, but he held her fingers tightly, gripping them firmly.
"What’s wrong?" he leaned down to ask, his warm breath tickling her ear.
"You... aren’t busy today?"
He laughed: "No matter how busy I am, you’re more important."
When he looked at someone, his gaze was so focused, as if you were his entire world, that feeling of being wholeheartedly cherished made her feel like she was floating on a cloud...
Slowly and reluctantly, she got dressed, leaving her no time to react, and after breakfast, Yan Song took her out.
Yun Ya didn’t expect he would take her to an amusement park, she wanted to ask him if he thought she was a three-year-old child?
However, before she could voice her question, Yan Song had already led her onto the pirate ship. Yun Ya had never played such an exciting game before, instinctively shrinking into Yan Song’s embrace, and as he held her tightly, at the highest point, she almost screamed. Yet, he shouted a sentence into her ear, which quickly got drowned out by the screams, but Yun Ya captured it clearly.
"Yun Ya, I love you."
Suddenly, she wasn’t afraid anymore. She turned and stared at him, his features distinct in the swaying space, eyes deep as the night sky’s brightest stars, her world a chaos of fear and darkness, but he... was the only guiding light in her universe.
Because she knew, no matter when or where, he would always stand behind her, shielding her from the storm.
Her eyes suddenly moistened, as Miaomiao’s absence dragged on, her emotions grew increasingly restless and uneasy, her attitude towards everything was inherently pessimistic, like a sensitive hedgehog, raising its spikes to protect itself with the slightest disturbance, unaware if it might hurt the one who loved her the most.
She had never really trusted him, perhaps due to her nature, perhaps her love wasn’t deep enough, but at this moment, she suddenly had an epiphany.
What was the use of thinking so much, lamenting the passing of time, worrying unnecessarily, live each day as it comes, love each day as it comes.
Coming off the pirate ship, her legs couldn’t even stand steady, she vomited until the world spun, Yan Song holding her, gently patting her back, she leaned weakly against his chest, whispering: "Brother Yan, I need to tell you something."
"Mm." He responded softly, holding her on a wooden bench, watching the crowd in the amusement park ebb and flow.
"I once told you I have a congenital uterine development disorder..." Her low voice was like a murmur, but every word reached his ears.
Yan Song’s hand tightened around her waist.
"Heh..." she suddenly chuckled softly, a laugh filled with mocking melancholy.
"This condition, genetic factors are the biggest cause, Miaomiao and I... are both products of incest... We are cursed by the heavens, born incomplete, dirty and vile..."
"Stop it." Yan Song suddenly held her tightly. "Don’t speak about yourself that way. In my eyes, you are the purest and cleanest in the world... I won’t allow you to talk about yourself like that..."
She bit down on his chest, as people passed by, lost in their own joy, not noticing the two of them.
