Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 321 - 334: Where Do Babies Come From

A thunderclap boomed outside the window.

Her ears buzzed, and a hint of fear flashed across her pale and numb face: "What?" Her voice was so weak, only her lips moved.

He stood tall beside her bed, his head slightly lowered amid the storm, like an ancient demon watching his sacrifice: "I said, Zhuang Heng is pregnant. With my child."

This time, he spoke so clearly, plainly, coldly, without even the slightest attempt to disguise, shattering her heart without warning.

She didn’t know what kind of look she should give him; was it questioning, strong, relieved? Or should she burst into tears?

But her tears had long dried, and she only felt a chill sweep over her body; the thin silken quilt couldn’t resist the cold of the spring night. She heard her own trembling voice asking, "When did this happen?"

"During the time you were at the old house with my mother," he said, "I had some drinks while on a business trip."

He had never been a strong drinker, and though he didn’t drink much that day, it was a specially brewed wine from a business partner, with a strong after-effect; he fell on the bed intoxicated as soon as he returned to the hotel suite. When he woke up the next day, he found Zhuang Heng lying beside him, naked and crying, a striking red stain on the white sheets.

At the time, he felt the matter was troublesome, offering several ways to compensate Zhuang Heng, all of which she refused.

Zhuang Heng smiled through tears and said to him, "Shifeng, what kind of woman do you take me for? I accidentally walked into the wrong room myself; though you pulled me onto the bed and I couldn’t get away... it’s ultimately my fault. I don’t want anything as compensation from you, but now you should believe I truly like you, right? Even if I can’t marry you, I feel very happy to have given my first time to you."

She cried for a long time, obediently laying in his arms.

Lu Shifeng couldn’t remember at all what had happened when he was drunk, but the red stain and the scattered clothes starkly reminded him of the cause and effect.

After returning to the city, he still sent gifts to Zhuang Heng, a complete set of Tang Sancai antiques he bought at an auction, priceless, far exceeding the dowry a wealthy family girl like her should receive. She still refused to accept them, so he personally delivered them to her father and brother and said, "I dislike owing people. Although the past actions cannot be undone, I will offer compensation."

Zhuang Heng’s father and brother were infuriated by the shame meted out to her, but more than that, they felt a complex emotion.

They probed conditions with Lu Shifeng, "Mr. Lu, although you are wealthy and powerful, you can’t bully the Zhuang Family this way! If you truly have sincerity, you should marry Hengheng!"

Lu Shifeng refused without a second thought: "I can’t divorce Su Xingyu."

"Why?" Zhuang Heng’s father was both angry and puzzled, "A girl like Su Xingyu, with her background, marrying into a wealthy family must be with an agenda! You can’t be that enamored with her, can you?"

"A promised marriage is my compensation to Xingyu," Lu Shifeng told the Zhuang Family then, "Before marriage, I harmed her forcibly; her hurt was even greater than Zhuang Heng’s. If I have to choose, I’ll still choose to compensate the more deeply harmed one."

The Zhuang family was dumbfounded; they did not know there was such a backstory to the marriage between Lu Shifeng and Su Xingyu.

Zhuang Heng rushed out from behind the screen in the living room, eyes red-rimmed, choking back sobs as she said to Lu Shifeng, "Shifeng, I do not wish to make it difficult for you; just remember, I will always love you."

He originally thought this matter was over.

It was just a small accident, not even necessary to tell Su Xingyu.

But unexpectedly, tonight Zhuang Heng braved the storm to appear, face full of joy and anxiety, handing him the hospital’s diagnosis book: "Shifeng, I’m pregnant. It’s your child!"

The instant he took the diagnosis book, he only felt it absurd. He had been with Su Xingyu for so long, sharing the same bed countless times, yet there had been no news, but with Zhuang Heng? Just once, and there was news of pregnancy.

In the villa, the lights were dim. Zhuang Heng looked up at him expectantly: "Shifeng, I want to have this child, alright?"

Such a joyful smile bloomed like an elegant rose.

But in contrast, Su Xingyu in front of him?

She was curled up in a broken, pale state at the edge of the bedding, covered in wounds, her frail body so thin that her bones were almost sticking out.

Waiting for her to get pregnant, how long would that take?

"You better cooperate," Lu Shifeng said coldly to Su Xingyu, "I’ll give you three months, as long as you get pregnant within these three months, I’ll have Zhuang Heng abort her child. If you can’t get pregnant, then wait until Zhuang Heng gives birth and adopt the child. Su Xingyu, you will forever be my child’s mother, never divorce, so dispel that idea." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Thunder rumbled outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Her heart seemed to shatter into dust with the thunder.

She looked at him blankly, only after a while did she realize the meaning in his words, that...he wasn’t joking, he was really saying Zhuang Heng is pregnant!

Her vision darkened at the thought that the seemingly dignified and elegant woman was carrying his child, and she involuntarily felt nauseous, dizzy, and wanted to vomit. Maybe she had been too weak from being tied to the bed these days, maybe she hadn’t been eating enough, or maybe the blow was too much... she limply fainted.

Downstairs in the villa.

Mrs. Gui kept her head down, nervously eyeing Zhuang Heng standing on the intricately woven carpet.

Tonight, it was rare for Zhuang Heng to wear a red suit, matching high heels, her carefully styled big wavy curls looking enchanting and charming.

The lighting from different angles in the living room bathed her face, making her already beautiful visage seem even more radiant and triumphantly joyful.

She glanced at Mrs. Gui beside her and asked, "How has your young madam been these days?"

Mrs. Gui respectfully replied, "The same as always, recuperating." Recently, Su Xingyu had been under house arrest, with Lu Shifeng’s public statement being that she was recuperating.

However, a meaningful smile curled up Zhuang Heng’s lips: "Oh, recuperating? I think it’s a mental illness, right?"

She spoke lightly, but was urgently anxious inside—just moments ago, holding that irrefutable pregnancy test, she approached Lu Shifeng, hoping he would decisively divorce Su Xingyu and marry her. But even at this stage, he was unwilling to relent, only letting her choose whether to give birth to and hand over the child to Su Xingyu, or to have an abortion!

How could he be so fixated on Su Xingyu?

Zhuang Heng was disturbed and indignant; she had thought of so many schemes, how was she still unable to secure Lu Shifeng?

From the start, upon seeing Su Xingyu’s medical report, she began plotting everything, conspiring with others to lace all water coolers near the photography center with contraceptives, so that as long as Su Xingyu drank water from those coolers, contraceptives would surely be detected in her system!