Recently, the rainy season has quietly moved southward. Every time it rains, my knees hurt unbearably. Today, the obstetrics department was extremely crowded, and a young woman hurried past me and accidentally knocked me to the ground. The moment I fell, my fingertips touched the ground, and my nails were instantly blown off. The pain made me cry.
The woman's husband ran over, hugged her tightly, and then yelled at me: "Are you blind? You walk without eyes! If my wife gets hurt, I will never let you go!" The woman also glanced at me with disdain: "Come for a prenatal check-up alone? It can't be a mistress! Who knows if the baby in your belly is a bastard?"
I dialed Julian 's number in a panic, but only heard a busy tone. After making four or five calls in a row, Julian picked up impatiently: "What's the matter?" I was about to speak, but I heard a familiar female voice: "Brother Jue, I think a pot of flowers can be placed on the right side of the studio." The woman on the phone was Jasmine , Julian 's white moonlight. A few years ago, she abandoned Julian , who had nothing, and went abroad to pursue her dream of the entertainment industry. Now, Julian has become famous, and she is back with him.
Julian never let me into his studio. One time, I even pushed the door of the studio secretly. When he found out, he burned the whole studio down and opened a new one.
The man's scolding was still ringing in my ears, but my mind was blank. A few seconds later, the phone was hung up again. At night, I endured the feeling of morning sickness, rubbed my painful knees, and waited for Julian to come home. It was not until three in the morning that he came back drunk and fell unconscious on the sofa. The kiss marks on his neck pierced my eyes like a sharp blade, and the hot search during the day was still hanging on my phone - the famous painter Julian held an auction, the amazing masterpiece reappeared in the arena, the two million hands were really beautiful, and the CP I was obsessed with came true. In the photo, he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and leather shoes, and his figure was upright, and the woman standing next to him was the charming Jasmine. They looked so well-matched, but I could only wipe his body silently and help him to bed to rest.
The next day, I was still asleep when I suddenly felt my scalp tighten. I opened my eyes and saw Julian pulling my hair and dragging me to the ground. Then he kicked me in the stomach, and blood immediately flowed out from between my legs.
