"Are you really not considering terminating it? Giving birth to this child will put a huge strain on your body the way it currently is..."

Emerging from the hospital, the rain poured heavily, leaving Lin Nianwei in a bewildered state.

She was pregnant...

The child belonged to Mu Zhiheng.

Married to Mu Zhiheng for three years, every time after their intimate moments, he would have her take a contraceptive pill. However, three days ago, she discovered her own pregnancy pulse. She was both surprised and delighted, but even more so, she was uncertain.

Mu Zhiheng did not want this child. No need to ask, she knew.

But...

She hesitated for a moment but eventually pulled out her phone to dial a number.

The phone buzzed—It rang only once before it was hung up. Then, a text message came in, "Busy, what's up?"

Lin Nianwei was just about to reply when unexpectedly—

"Zhiheng, is that a call from Sister Nianwei?" A delicate and soft feminine voice came through.

Following this was a familiar male voice, "No."

Mu Zhiheng?

How... How could he be there?

Lin Nianwei's heart trembled abruptly.

As the sound of footsteps drew closer and closer, she clearly should have rushed up to ask what was happening, but for some reason, she found herself instinctively hiding behind a pillar.

Then, a figure appeared before her eyes.

After a single glance, Lin Nianwei froze on the spot, the tall figure, the handsome features, the suit he was wearing was the one she had picked out for him this morning...

Her husband of three years, Mu Zhiheng, was carrying another woman into the hospital.

Lin Nianwei's mind was numb, and she only managed to move from behind the pillar, her face ashen, after their figures disappeared into the hospital.

She finally remembered who the soft female voice belonged to.

Fu Jingjing, the only girl Mu Zhiheng had ever loved.

She still remembered that night three years ago, Fu Jingjing, dressed all in white, was crying her heart out, yet walked away.

From then on, she disappeared without a trace.

But now, she's back.

A sense of panic surged within Lin Nianwei, a fear that everything she had carefully cherished was about to be shattered. She didn't even know what she was thinking, with what emotions she managed to climb the stairs step by step.

Fu Jingjing had injured her leg, her ankle and knee were swollen and red. After Mu Zhiheng had settled her, he went downstairs to get medicine.

When he came out, Lin Nianwei was standing with her back to him at the door, he didn't notice and his usually steady pace quickened.

Lin Nianwei's mouth tugged into a bitter smile.

"Aren't you coming in?" Suddenly, a female voice came from inside the ward.

Lin Nianwei startled, the door of the hospital room was already opened, Fu Jingjing stood there with a gentle smile on her face. Compared to her flustered and helpless state, Fu Jingjing seemed more confident and justified: "You've been following for so long, ask whatever you want."

Hesitantly, Lin Nianwei stepped inside, and Fu Jingjing closed the room door.

What should she ask? Should she ask why Fu Jingjing was with her husband? But if it hadn't been for the accident three years ago, Fu Jingjing and Mu Zhiheng were supposed to be the perfect couple...

"Let’s make a bet," suddenly, Fu Jingjing took the initiative, "If the room catches fire, who do you think Zhiheng would save first? You or me?"

She looked up with a smile.

Only then did Lin Nianwei realize that Fu Jingjing was playing with a lighter in her hand, a cold blue flame had ignited the bedsheet unknowingly and the fire quickly spread to Fu Jingjing's feet.

Startled, Lin Nianwei instinctively rushed over to pull Fu Jingjing away, but Fu Jingjing fell to the ground as she grabbed her hand.

At the same time, a loud knocking sound came from the outside of the room door.

"I originally planned to give you more time, to come back after that old fool completely lost his mind. But to my surprise, you're pregnant!" The smile disappeared from Fu Jingjing's face, her gaze upon Lin Nianwei full of resentment, "How could you get pregnant after taking such harmful medicine? Why! Why are you pregnant with his child?"

With a piercing gaze fixed on Lin Nianwei, Fu Jingjing held her tightly, spilling a can of liquid on her, and then screamed, about to roll into the sea of fire.

"Bang!"

At that moment, the hospital room door was finally kicked open.

The man rushed in and saw Fu Jingjing rolling towards the burning bed: "Lin Nianwei!! What are you doing?!”

A roar brought the bemused Lin Nianwei back to her senses. She looked at her hands, then at Fu Jingjing, who was pale and clinging desperately to the man's arm.

"I... I didn’t, she lit the bedsheet, I tried to save her, she rolled into the fire herself, she also said..."

"Shut up!" Mu Zhiheng's eyes turned red. He coldly glanced at Lin Nianwei and quickly moved to pick up Fu Jingjing and leave.

His anger was so intense it threatened to set the entire sickroom ablaze.

Lin Nianwei quickly followed behind him. She knew this was not the time for explanations. However, the man's steps were too fast. Before she could catch up, the once open sickroom door violently shut.

The imminent fire was closing in. Lin Nianwei hadn’t even had the chance to make a sound before being consumed by the sudden burst of aggressive flames…

Mu Zhiheng paid no attention to what was happening behind him. Holding the near unconscious Fu Jingjing, he ran towards the building’s exit.

Half an hour later.

Mu Zhiheng, with a stern face, witnessed Fu Jingjing’s wounds being treated before he left the sickroom.

"Poor thing, I heard she is only in her twenties…"

"Dr. Zhang had just done her pregnancy test this morning. She was pregnant."

"Ah! So that means two lives were at risk?"

Two nurses walked by not far away. On seeing Mu Zhiheng, they blushed slightly. One of them had wanted to ask for his contact but was frightened by his gloomy face.

Listening to the busy signal on his phone, Mu Zhiheng's face grew gloomier. He couldn't get through even after several attempts.

Lin Nianwei, well done!

You dare to hurt Jingjing and refuse to answer my calls! If that’s the case, then there's no need for him to notify her.

With this thought, he was about to send a message to his assistant, Qin Lang, to arrange for the lawyer to prepare for a divorce, but before he could finish his text, Qin Lang’s call came in first.