Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 775 - 755: Can the Baby Be Kept Safe? (Part 2)
George had to rush to the car, start the engine, and speed away.
The car’s body, emitting a cold gloss, gradually disappeared from view.
She stood there for a while, feeling as though something had been taken away from her heart.
A dull pain throbbed in her lower abdomen, but it wasn’t particularly sharp.
Nie Yixiao’s anxious voice floated over again, "Are you really okay? Is there pain anywhere?"
"I’m fine," she collected her thoughts, suppressed the discomfort, and forced a smile to reassure Nie Yixiao, "Really, Brother Yixiao, look, I’m all right. It was just a fall, nothing serious."
As she spoke, she even walked a few steps.
Seeing that she seemed to be genuinely fine, Nie Yixiao said nothing more, "Go back and rest first."
"Okay." She nodded obediently.
It was like when she was little and had played outside until she was tired, then Nie Yixiao would take her back home against the sunset.
After a few steps, the nanny came out from the apartment building.
The nanny, worried since Jiayi hadn’t come back for a while, came downstairs to look for her.
Seeing her with Mr. Nie getting ready to go home, the nanny felt relieved.
Before she could catch her breath, the nanny saw something, her pupils constricted, and she cried out in shock:
"... Miss Chu... blood... there’s blood on your pants..."
Nie Yixiao’s face changed, he looked toward the woman by his side.
She had worn a sky-blue pair of home pants for her walk.
A small cluster of fresh bloodstains was spreading on the inner side of the pants’ thigh, a location that wasn’t obvious, which was why neither of them had noticed before.
The stain was expanding continuously, indicating the bleeding was increasing.
The vague pain in her lower abdomen became sharp and intense with the nanny’s cry. Jiayi felt as if a knife was twisting in her stomach, as something seemed to be gushing out, her small face turned deathly pale as she clutched her abdomen.
Nie Yixiao, who had been a doctor in S-country before joining ISM, naturally knew what was happening and without hesitation, scooped her up and roared at the nanny, "Get the car keys!"
With big strides, he headed for the garage.
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White.
All around, a sea of white.
Everything was white.
On the hospital bed, a petite and slender figure curled up into a shape of a bow, assuming a baby-like side-sleeping position.
Her black eyelashes were tightly closed, hands clenched into little fists resting near her mouth, as if she was deep in sleep, but her pale lips quivered slightly.
The tearing pain had disappeared.
Yet psychologically, she hadn’t calmed down completely.
The day before yesterday, when she was brought to the hospital, the bleeding couldn’t be stopped.
Brother Yixiao held her hand from beginning to end, never loosening his grip, his sweat soaking into her palm.
Then the voices of doctors and nurses echoed back and forth:
"... The pregnant woman is at 6W, bleeding due to a fall and suspected miscarriage due to emotional agitation, prepare the operating room immediately."
"Yes, Doctor!"
...
Before she lost consciousness, she had asked, "Can the baby be saved?..."
Nie Yixiao didn’t respond, but his grip on her hand tightened a notch.
It seemed she understood.
After that, she felt a massive thing slide out of her body, and then she completely lost consciousness.
When she woke up after the surgery that same day, she knew the child was gone.
Brother Yixiao, with his face covered in stubble, sat by the hospital bed, his eyes clear as lakes red from staying up. Seeing her awake, he started to speak but stopped, unsure of what to say.
Eventually, it was she who propped up her frail body and raised her lips, "Brother Yixiao, I’m thirsty, could you get me a glass of water?"
Just like the times during childhood when she accidentally got hurt while playing, yet afraid to worry her mother, she’d get up brushing her trousers, smiling at his concerned face and saying it was nothing.
Nie Yixiao suppressed the emotions in his heart and went to pour her a glass of water.
Since she didn’t want to talk about it, he would comply with her in everything.
She calmly recuperated, seemingly as usual.
Nie Yixiao took care of her day and night, not saying much.
At that moment, the door to the hospital room creaked open, breaking the silence of the room.
Carrying medicine and boiled water, Nie Yixiao entered, sat by the bed, and said softly, "Jiayi, time to get up and take your medicine."
She pulled her thoughts back, turned over, and tried to muster a sweet smile, her lashes fluttering, "Brother Yixiao, you’ve had a hard time these past few days."
A bright smile brought a touch of rosiness to her face, mitigating the pallor from the miscarriage.
Seeing her being polite, he playfully scraped her nose and spoke with doting affection, "Silly girl."
With Nie Yixiao’s assistance, Jiayi sat up, took the cup, swallowed the pill, and sipped the warm water slowly.
After she had taken her medicine, Nie Yixiao looked deeply at her.
She understood that Brother Yixiao wanted to say something, set down the cup, and said quietly yet firmly, "Brother Yixiao, don’t tell him."
The other day, seeing she had just had a miscarriage, he hadn’t said much, but now the fire in his heart suddenly flared, and his composure was disturbed, "Not tell him? If it weren’t for him, how could the child have been lost—"
Falling was the direct cause of the miscarriage.
Furthermore, this pregnancy had been unstable from the start, influenced by her emotional state over the past days, which was why the baby had been lost so easily.
During the vital first month of pregnancy, she was detained in jail, that man didn’t even glance at her once, and even had a lawyer deliver divorce papers to her, finalizing their separation. With such a state of mind, it was natural for the fetus to be affected.
That day, the moment that man came, he was unreasonable and uncivilized, and he also inadvertently hurt her—
That child was, in actuality, lost by his very own hands.
Nie Yixiao wanted to see how that tyrant, who was as domineering as an emperor, would react upon finding out.
Would that unapproachable man feel regret, feel torment?
No sooner had he finished speaking, when Jiayi tugged at his sleeve, shaking her head.
Nie Yixiao, feeling helpless, said, "I agreed not to tell him before, but now, with such a big event, are we still not telling him?"
Her throat moved, and she nodded, "It’s exactly because the child is no longer here that there’s even less need to tell him. This matter should never be known to him."
The loss of the baby was perhaps fate’s decision.
It severed the last tie between her and him.
From now on, she could truly live light-heartedly and devote herself to a good life with Zaizai.
This was the life she had always wanted.
Wasn’t it?
Nie Yixiao finally softened his gaze a little, "I promise you."
"Don’t tell Dad and Mommy either." She was worried they would be concerned.
Lately, Chu Yanhan and Xia Tingxuan had been running ragged dealing with her case, nearly driven to madness.
She didn’t want to add unnecessarily to her parents’ worries.
This matter should be buried completely.
Nie Yixiao’s gaze softened further, and he gently stroked her hair, trying to smile reassuringly:
"Yeah, this will be our secret, okay?"
Jiayi nodded, the corners of her mouth curving upward slightly as she tried to perk up. Then, remembering something, she asked, "By the way, he hasn’t been to the apartment these past few days, right?"
She was worried— if he found out she hadn’t been at Nie Yixiao’s apartment these days, would he come to the hospital?
Nie Yixiao shook his head, "He hasn’t come by these past few days."
That reassured her a bit.
Yes.
Having lived at Nie Yixiao’s apartment for so long, that man was probably furious.
She had thrown such harsh words at him; surely, he must be enraged and utterly disheartened with her.
That was for the best.
She exhaled but couldn’t help clenching the bedsheets.
