How can one be entitled to stay with something that is not theirs in the first place. The best option is probably what he said – divorce!
At this moment, Delilah was pampering herself by wrapping her arms around Aaron’s waist and rubbing herself against the man’s chest like a cat: “Since that’s the case, then let me take care of her. You can go back and prepare for our affairs.”
Gently nodding a little bit to the nose of the woman in his arms, Aaron was like holding a fragile treasure, his tone was extremely soft: “Just find someone to stay, you have to take good care of our baby.”
“I don’t feel comfortable with you staying here,” pouting like a pouter, darting a kiss on the man’s cheek, Delilah’s eyes shone brightly, “I’ll definitely take care of myself, and our child of course.”
Aaron’s eyebrows knitted up for half a minute before he slowly opened his lips and agreed, rubbing the top of the woman’s head with his broad palm before he left, repeatedly urging not to tire himself out.
Only when the man’s footsteps crossed the doorway and disappeared did Gina slowly open his eyes, raising them to see Delilah looking at himself smugly.
A pair of eyes filled with silence met a pair of eyes filled with disdain.
Unsurprised by Gina’s awakening, Delilah carelessly raised her eyes and swept them over, crossing her legs in the air and waving them around: “Awake? You heard it all, right, Aaron will marry me.”
But the expression of the woman on the hospital bed was extremely indifferent, as if what she was saying was not about her. This attitude obviously irritated Delilah, and she changed to a higher tone, in which bragging was very obvious: “When Aaron was chasing me, he waited under the dormitory building all night long.”
“He also said that I would be the most and only woman he would ever love in his life.”
Since when exactly did the light in Gina’s eyes begin to gradually return to dead silence, no longer seeing the initial spirit of charm and tenderness.
“Is that so?” The tone was indifferent wriggling pale lips, Gina propped herself up on the bed with his elbows and sat up, his hair hanging on the side of his face to see his expression: “Get out of the way, I need to go to the bathroom.”
Just as she lifted her foot to take two steps, a push came from her back and she stumbled, holding on to the cabinet before she could stand still.
This woman! Gina twisted his head and was about to interrogate, but he saw Delilah falling to the ground, his face in pain covering his belly, with crimson blood gradually seeping out from underneath him, forming a shockingly stark contrast with his white pants.
When Aaron hurried into the hospital, what was laid out before him was a pale piece of paper.
The paper was dizzyingly black and white, with the words “Certificate of Miscarriage” written in big letters. And in the patient column, it was clearly filled in – “Delilah”.
Looking at Aaron’s faintly trembling hands, the owner of the proof half leaned on the hospital bed and faintly hooked the corners of his mouth. Originally, he was worried about how his fake pregnancy would fool this man, but now it seemed that this proof that he had paid for was quite useful.
“It’s all my fault, Aaron.” Dropping her eyelids to hide her excited gaze, Delilah’s voice sounded weak as hell.
The man slapped the proof on the tabletop, his palms clenched into fists, his temples bulging with veins, and turned to walk towards the ward where Gina was.
His child, his hard-earned child! If it wasn’t for the child, how could he have been taken advantage of by this woman who had gone so far as to repeatedly lay hands on the child in Delilah’s womb. How could she be so vicious, so cruel!
A hand grabbed Gina’s lapel and dragged him off the hospital bed fiercely. With red eyes, Aaron gritted his teeth and popped the words from his teeth: “Now, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get a divorce.”
I thought that I had worn out all my love and was able to make up my mind to leave. But looking at this man’s face, Gina’s heart twisted in pain. God knew how much she loved this man, how resigned she was now, and how sad she was.
The last luxury drove her to speak, coyly, whether by explaining clearly the beginning and the end, Aaron would not hate her so much: “It was she who pushed me I turned my head and saw her on the ground”
“Will I still believe you?” Coldly laughing, Aaron grabbed Gina’s hair, ignoring the person’s painful screams, and yanked her out the door.
Staggering and being pulled out of the room, the woman’s eyes were red at the corners, forcing herself to hold back the grief that filled her, pressing her scalp with one hand and pushing the man to try to get out of control.
In vain, in vain.
It was as if the man had grabbed her by the hair, and her whole life was in his hands, playing with it, handling it, and trampling on it at will. And she, herself, was powerless to fight back.
This desperate thought filled Gina’s mind, and like a fish on a beach jumping for the last time, she stopped to make one last struggle.
The angry man could not bear her resistance, Aaron clasped her shoulder blade and forced her forward.
The tremendous force shoved Gina forward, her feet were unsteady and she fell forward on her soft knees.
But where she fell, it wasn’t a flat surface, it was a staircase.