Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1279 - 1257: Ya Chen’s Secret 3

In the eyes of outsiders, his relationship with Chu Xinyue seemed ordinary, which allowed him to better conceal the existence of the "living blood bank" he maintained for Chu Xinyue; no one could have guessed he would do such a thing for a wife with whom he seemingly had no deep emotional connection.

Even if one day the truth were to come out, Chu Xinyue would remain unaware and thus unpunished, taking all the blame upon himself.

This prince has a mind far deeper than most, dark and calculating.

Huo Zhenyang scrutinized him with interest: "That day, when Xinyue needed surgery and suddenly had a blood source available, it was also because..."

Ya Chen’s voice grew colder: "Enough! I don’t want to elaborate, nor is there a need to. Investigate it yourself if you must, but do not speak of it to anyone!"

With that, the tip of the Metal Cane hit the ground, producing a crisp sound, as cold and unyielding as its owner’s expression.

Under the cover of night, he descended the stairs.

As Ya Chen turned away, Huo Zhenyang spoke quietly behind him: "I don’t understand; I can see why you’d hide this from everyone else, but why not from Xinyue? Why let her misunderstand that you’re keeping Lan Yurou?"

Since he was willing to sacrifice so much for Chu Xinyue, it was clear he had feelings for her.

So why not explain it to her privately?

Why allow the misunderstanding to persist, keeping a distant relationship with her?

Why go through this?

Ya Chen’s stride halted, seemingly stirred by some emotion, and he slowly turned his face to the side: "You got something wrong just now."

Huo Zhenyang raised his eyelids slightly: "Hmm? What did I say?"

"You said that even though I’m blind, I’m better than ordinary people. You were wrong. I’m not ordinary, blind is blind; I can deceive myself, but not others. Over the years, I’ve exercised, undergone surgeries, tried desperately to walk, yet my eyes can’t recover. I’m not ordinary and never will be. I don’t even know what she looks like; do you think that’s normal?"

His words were cold as the night’s wind.

Huo Zhenyang understood.

Ya Chen felt unworthy of Chu Xinyue.

Even though Chu Xinyue was ill, there was still hope for healing. There was hope in life. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

But he was congenitally blind, disabled for life; this was a lifelong mark.

Ya Chen’s years of treatment and rehabilitation abroad were attempts to become normal, to match Chu Xinyue, to truly be a worthy husband.

Unfortunately, he still remained incomplete; his eyes could not regain sight.

Feeling he couldn’t bring happiness to someone meant not giving her hope either.

Maintaining a distance meant the eventual separation wouldn’t be as painful.

"I have no hope, but she still does. So, I’ll help her; after she’s had the heart transplant and recovered, she’ll realize how meaningless and foolish it is to stay by a blind man’s side like me."

Ya Chen turned his head, steady and straight, walking toward the sound of the car engine.

"Hey!" Huo Zhenyang furrowed his brow, scolded, "You shouldn’t be so self-destructive! It’s not like Xinyue just found out you’re blind! If she minded you couldn’t see, would she have married you?"

Ya Chen’s steps paused, he suddenly gritted his teeth, his voice icy:

"You’re a man too. You should know when a man feels most helpless and self-loathing."

Huo Zhenyang stood still.

"It’s when you cannot assure your woman of a future. When your wife is kidnapped by terrorists but you can’t even see how terrified she is, only directing others to rescue her while sitting in a car, do you know what that feels like? You don’t understand, and you never will."

With that, his Adam’s apple moved.

Even though he held power and authority, able to command vast forces, he could never capture the smile on her face, nor know when she cried, when she was sad, when she was scared.

He could never provide her with the best protection and the treatment of a normal husband.

The words lingered in the air, his tall silhouette, bathed in moonlight, paused momentarily before continuing to the car.

The guard opened the car door.

He bent low, his stance unwavering, and entered the car.

***

Villa.

Aunt Yin noticed that Lan Yurou had rushed to the bathroom multiple times today, vomiting each time. Worried, she asked from outside the door:

"Miss Lan, are you alright? Did you eat something bad? Should we go to the hospital or let the prince know?"

The vomiting inside the bathroom ceased, and the door burst open.

Lan Yurou emerged, face pale, weakly but determinedly saying, "No need, it was hot yesterday, and I overindulged in ice cream, upsetting my stomach. I’ll drink some hot water and rest a bit. You go on, no need to inform the prince. He’s busy now; I haven’t seen him any time I visited the military base."

Aunt Yin pouted. In the past, even a minor cough would have Lan calling the prince herself; why the sudden change, not informing the prince on such a good opportunity?

But she said no more and left the room.

Seeing Aunt Yin leave, a flicker of emotion passed through Lan Yurou’s dim eyes as her hand fell to cradle her abdomen, cold sweat breaking out along her back.

No, it can’t be, can it?

Yet her body’s reaction these past few days felt all too familiar.

She quickly opened the nightstand drawer, pulled out a small box, and took out a pregnancy test.

Taking a deep breath, she prayed, hoping desperately not to be pregnant, and re-entered the bathroom.

As the second red line gradually appeared, Lan Yurou’s mind exploded, her face turned white, her hand slipped, and the pregnancy test fell to the floor!

She was indeed—pregnant!

From that night of drinking with a stranger!

Breathing heavily, her body weakened, she slid down against the wall.

The dizziness and nausea had started a few days ago, but she hadn’t paid much attention.

A few days ago, she had been called to the hospital by Ya Chen in the middle of the night, where she was inexplicably given a shot and passed out.

When she woke up, it was the next day, and she had already been brought back to the villa.

A clear needle mark was on the back of her hand, she was surprised and called Ya Chen, who casually stated it was just a basic vaccine.

Though slightly skeptical, she hadn’t thought much of it.

Since moving into the villa Ya Chen bought and being taken care of by him, her life had been largely dictated by him. He always paid close attention to her health, regularly arranging various medical checks and vaccinations, so she was accustomed to it.

Days after that night, she experienced nothing serious, just some dizziness and nausea.

Vaccinations sometimes have side effects, with sensitive individuals even experiencing fever and colds, so she attributed it to the shot, thinking it just hadn’t worn off yet.