Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 641 Jing Chun knows that he won't come back, won't come back.

He could faintly feel that her influence on him was becoming more and more serious, and her position in his heart was becoming more and more unusual. He didn't like this feeling, and he tried his best to resist this feeling.

But gradually unable to extricate themselves.

He couldn't wait until the baby was born, he knew he had to go.

With Fu Jingchun, he was almost powerless to fight, and with a child, he knew that he would completely compromise and accept it.

But he never wanted to marry a woman surnamed Fu as his wife, nor did he want to. When he saw her in his life, he would think of Fei'er and Fu Jingyao.

The thorn will get deeper and deeper, and the pain will become more and more painful, unless it is completely pulled out.

But how can it be pulled out.

Soon to be Mayfair's death anniversary, he dreamed of her several times, and dreamed of the tragic situation of her dying.

He didn't see her for the last time, but he was in the hospital that day and listened to many people's private discussions.

They said that when she died, almost all the blood on her body was drained, and the blood dripped all the way from the operating room to the morgue...

She died, they said, without closing her eyes, chanting a name.

He can't get rid of this nightmare in his whole life, he can't forget Fei'er, his marriage with Fu Jingchun is like a castle built on bubbles, sooner or later, sooner or later, it will collapse.

Even, even, when he left at this moment, it was as if he was stepping on the edge of a knife, and his blood was quenched every step of the way.

Xie Jingnan drove forward, and the dark night made it difficult to see the road ahead. This night was like his heart. If he was not careful, he would get lost, and if he was not careful, he would fall to pieces.

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The weather in early winter is always cloudy and rainy, and the heavy dark clouds hanging in the sky make people's hearts depressed.

The lights in the room are still not turned on, I don't know what night it is.

Several servants in the villa looked at each other, but they didn't speak, they just looked at each other and shook their heads.

The food that was brought up was brought down again intact, completely cold, exuding a faint fishy smell.

They didn't know what to do, so they could only wait downstairs in panic. No one spoke, and the air seemed to explode.

Jing Chun lay like that, staring at the ceiling above his head with his eyes wide open, neither eating nor drinking nor sleeping, but neither hungry nor thirsty nor sleepy.

On the first day and the second day, she seemed to have lost her mind. She kept calling his phone in panic and kept contacting him, contacting him who had no news.

On the second and third day, she seemed to have a premonition in her heart that he would not come back, not coming back.

Just like his appearance, his departure was silent and abrupt.

But he didn't take anything away, his clothes in the closet were still hanging with hers, all his cars were in the garage, only the one he drove the most was gone.

The things bought for the child were piled up in the storage room before they were opened. She was still laughing inwardly that day. He bought so many things that the child might be able to wear from birth to adulthood.

But now these things are silently laughing at her.

He arranged everything, house, car, cash, savings, company, everything, he gave her, and then abandoned her.

Jing Chun had no tears, and couldn't cry. It turned out that a person who was in extreme pain and despair had no tears, and no strength to cry.

In her heart and mind, there were only three words, which kept circling.

why why why.

She got a headache thinking about throwing up, but she still couldn't think of the answer.

But the child in her stomach began to writhe uncomfortably, kicked her with her little feet, rolled over and stretched in her stomach.

Her first thought was to get up and go to the hospital to kill the child...

But this thought only flashed for a moment, but she shed tears.

A woman's motherhood is innate. After all, the child is in her womb and is connected to her by blood. The mother and child are connected by the umbilical cord. Her blood and her life nurture him until he is born.

Why would she want to kill her child?
She was pregnant with him so hard, endured the uncomfortable morning sickness, endured the pregnancy reaction, endured the torment of being unable to sleep at night, endured the swollen and cramped calf to this day, and she wanted to abandon him with her own hands?

Jing Chun forced herself to sit up, not eating or drinking for a whole day, she was dizzy, her thin arms could not support her heavy body, and she fell down limply.

She couldn't go on like this anymore, no matter how uncomfortable she was, she couldn't hurt the child in her womb.

Jing Chun wanted to ask the servant to come in, but this house belonged to him, and so did the servant. She didn't want to stay here, she wanted to go home.

When Zhangzhu received Jingchun's call, little Zhuzhu had just had enough milk and was sleeping soundly on the small bed.

"Jing Chun, what's wrong?"

"Sister-in-law, can you ask the driver at home to pick me up?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Zhu couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone and left the nursery: "What happened? Did you quarrel with Xie Jingnan?"

Jing Chun shook his head: "I just want to go back and live for a few days..."

But Zhangzhu obviously sensed that something was wrong, she pondered for a while, and didn't ask further: "Okay, then you wait at home, and I'll send someone to pick you up now."

She hung up the phone, but called Fu Jingxing directly. Jing Chun and Xie Jingnan are now pregnant since their marriage. The two of them can be said to be going smoothly, and their relationship is growing day by day. They have never had any unpleasantness. Xie Jingnan is very kind to Jing Chun , never let her suffer the slightest grievance, and she never had a blush.

But today Jing Chun suddenly wanted to go home to stay for a few days, with Jing Chun's good temperament, if something serious happened, it would definitely not be like this.

After all, she is nearly seven months pregnant now, Xie Jingnan is really, even if it is Jing Chun's fault, he should let her go, if something happens, it will be too late to feel sad and regret it.

Zhang Zhu was very anxious all the way, when he arrived at Jing Chun's place, he saw all the servants gathered downstairs without Xie Jingnan, Zhang Zhu couldn't help but get angry.

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