Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 186 - 133. Premarital Phobia?_3

"Outsider..." Nan Wan repeated these two words, as if hearing a joke, she chuckled lightly, "Am I an outsider?"

Nan Chengzhi put down the brush in his hand, sat down on the soft chair behind him, and said in a deep voice, "That’s not what Dad meant. He is afraid your mother might accidentally hurt you again. Tomorrow is the wedding. It’s better not to take that risk."

These words can only be described in four words: high-sounding excuses.

Nan Wan moved her numb foot, faced the direction of the hospital room door, and smiled, "Since I’m already here, should I just leave like this?"

Nan Chengzhi was silent for nearly a minute before he said, "Give the phone to the bodyguard."

Nan Wan didn’t reply, retracted the smile from her lips, her gaze lightly falling on the man in black, and handed over the phone.

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, took it, still blocking the door, and said respectfully, "Chairman."

His gaze was fixed on Nan Wan, as if guarding against her sudden intrusion.

Nan Wan found it amusing, so she stepped back a few paces and leaned against the wall on the right side of the corridor.

Of course, she couldn’t hear what Nan Chengzhi was saying.

The flunky’s responses were only "yes" and "okay," with no other content.

The call ended quickly.

The bodyguard took two steps to the side of the door, stood aside, and handed the phone back to her with both hands, "Miss Nan, ten minutes. I will knock to remind you when the time is up."

Nan Wan straightened up, took the phone without giving him a glance.

Opened the door of the room.

Du Ruo, holding a doll, seemed not to hear the door open, nor did she notice someone else in the room, living entirely in her own world.

Her gaunt face carried a loving smile, her hands gently patting the doll’s back, whispering softly, "Darling, don’t cry, Daddy will be back tonight."

"Why still crying? Are you hungry?" The smile on her face turned into a mild panic as she carried the doll around the room, "Mommy will make some formula for you, once you’re full you won’t cry. We’ll wait for Daddy together, alright?"

Nan Wan stood at the doorway, quietly watching her flustered mother, saying nothing, nor attempting to stop her.

Until Du Ruo became tired of walking and quieted down, lay on the bed herself, only then did Nan Wan walk towards the bedside.

There was no chair in the room, so she squatted down, her arms resting on the edge of the bed, chin on her arms, looking at that no longer beautiful, bloodless pale face, her voice hoarse, "Mom, I’m getting married."

Du Ruo was cooing to the doll, murmuring softly, sometimes smiling, sometimes pretending to be angry, but always gently.

Compared to half a year ago, this time was much more peaceful.

She didn’t pull her hair, nor push her out the door, nor splash water on her.

So, even without any response, Nan Wan felt comforted.

She just lay by the bed, her eyes unblinking, watching.

Time had stretched too far, she could not remember if, when she was young, her mother coaxed her to sleep like this...

In her memory, there was always a lullaby, just like the one her mother was singing now. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Little darling, sleep quickly, in your dreams I’ll be with you, smiling with you, tiring with you, in dreams I will be snuggling next to you, little darling, sleep quickly...

Until, the knock sounded.

Her distant thoughts pulled back, Nan Wan slowly stood up.

Holding one position for too long, her calves were numb. Supporting herself against the bed, she paused for a while, then took out a jade pendant from her bag, her fingers holding the end of the red string.

Originally lost in her own world, Du Ruo seemed to suddenly awaken, her hazy, chaotic eyes gaining focus.

The jade pendant swayed slowly from side to side. Her eyes followed its movement.

She just looked, without reaching out to touch, her eyes started to brim with tears.

Then, crystal tears began to roll down.

At that moment, Nan Wan’s heart felt as if it was being nibbled by ants, densely, intricately painful, so painful it was hard to breathe.

She drew over her mother’s vein-covered hand, placing the jade pendant into her palm, a smile tugging at her lips, "Keep it safe. If someone takes it next time, I might not have the chance to get it back for you."

Du Ruo held the pendant, a low wailing sound came from her throat, tears fell drop by drop onto the back of her hand, soaking into the quilt.

It was as if all sorrows burst forth at this moment.

The crying wasn’t loud, but in Nan Wan’s ears, it seemed to go straight through flesh and blood, reaching directly into her heart.

The pain intensified once more.

The knocking sounded again for the second time.

Nan Wan looked no more, turned, and walked out of the hospital room.