The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

“Luoluo, how can you say such a thing? No matter what your father has done, he’s still a father who had raised you.” An Jiahui exclaimed in a heartwrenching manner. “Even if your mother…”

“An Jiahui, don’t say a thing about my mom.” Shui Anluo suddenly lashed out.

Chu Ningyi reached out to grab Shui Anluo’s hand, pacifying her anger which An Jiahui had purposely stoked.

His large, warm hand enveloped Shui Anluo’s hand. The warmth slowly coursed into her body, stopping the rapid icy pace of her heart.

Shui Anluo looked down and deeply into Chu Ningyi’s eyes.

‘You, Shui Anluo, still has me, Chu Ningyi, to back you up.’

Those were the words he had said to her earlier in the afternoon. She remembered every word very clearly so she looked up once again and restrained the tremors from her anger. She continued to stare at An Jiahui who acted as if she had just received an angry lash.

“Luoluo, Auntie was only just…”

“Oh, please,” Shui Anluo cut her off. “I have many aunts in this world, I don’t need a flirtatious bitch like you to pose as one of them.” Chu Ningyi had called Shui Anluo a hedgehog and she was indeed a hedgehog. Regardless of who hurt her, she would poke them to death.

“You…” An Jiahui had been scolded. She pointed at herself as if she has been enraged to the point of no return.

“Shui Anluo, how dare you talk about my mother like that?” Shui Anjiao screeched angrily.

“How had I talked about her?” Shui Anluo was very calm instead. “By calling her a flirtatious bitch?” Shui Anluo chuckled and spoke disdainfully, “Who was it that acted all pitiful and appeared in front of my mother, trying to gain my mother’s sympathy all for the sake of entering the threshold of this household?” Shui Anluo slowly walked out from behind Chu Ningyi’s wheelchair. “My mother had accepted you out of the kindness of her heart but what had she received in the end? An Jiahui, let’s not count your illicit affair with Shui Moyun, you had even caused my mother’s downfall. If you’re not a flirtatious bitch, what are you?”

Shui Anluo had slowly enunciated each syllable and made each word so clear that everyone could hear it.

“Hurt your mother? I’ve never hurt your mother. It was your mother…”

Smack!

Shui Anluo did not wait for An Jiahui to finish speaking and immediately slapped her.

“I’ve told you, don’t ever let me hear you mention a word about my mother because you’re not worthy!” Shui Anluo spat icily. Her eyes also carried an endless hatred as she slowly murmured into An Jiahui’s ear, “An Jiahui, my mother always told me that there’s a price for every sin no matter who you are.” These words did not seem like they had come from a twenty-two-year-old girl at all.

“What’s all this commotion?”

Just as Shui Anluo had spoken, Shui Moyun’s voice rang out from the staircase, carrying a sternness that only he could portray.

Shui Anluo’s body stiffened again and she did not look up for a long time.

Qiao Yaruan silently cursed, she does not have a good feeling about Shui Moyun either.

Chu Ningyi spun his wheelchair around and arrived next to Shui Anluo before he reached out to hold her hand.

Shui Anluo’s tensed body slowly relaxed. She looked at Chu Ningyi and a bitter smile formed on her lips.

Once, it was her father who had protected her. Now, it was her son’s father who protected her — a man who had nothing to do with her.

Shui Anluo was deep in thought when someone placed their hand on her shoulder as well. Shui Anluo turned around and saw her senior brother’s gently smiling face.

Shui Anluo clenched her hands and looked up at the man who was slowly walking down the stairs. She has not forgotten the reason why she had come here today. Shui Moyun had arrived just on time.

Merry Christmas Eve everyone!!!🥳🎄🎁🎄