It was dusk and it was evening.
Ye Huanyan endured the various discomforts of pregnancy, ate dinner, and went upstairs early to rest.
Ling Ling came upstairs with a glass of milk and sat by her bed with a jacket. When she touched her hand, she was shocked by the cold. "Miss Ye, why are your hands so cold? I'll get you another blanket. "
Ye Huanyan shook her head. "It's okay. I'm not cold. That's just how my body is."
She had a cold body since she was a child, but she had always been healthy. It was only because she was physically and mentally exhausted that it became so obvious. The heater was on in the room. It was already April, but she was still covered with a thick blanket. In fact, she was not cold, but her body could not warm up.
Even so, Ling Ling was still worried, so she simply added another blanket for her. "If it's still like this, you have to see a doctor."
When Ye Huanyan heard the word "doctor," she did not know why but her body froze.
Ling Han's words were still vivid in her mind. He wanted her to abort the child, so she was in a state of panic.
"It's okay." She lowered her head to hide her panic. Her fingers touched her lower abdomen under the blanket, and she suddenly looked up and asked.
"Ling Ling, can you go out and buy something for me?"
Ling Ling was slightly stunned. "It's so late. What do you want to buy?"
"Some medicine that I need to take regularly. There's a pharmacy near the community. I'll write it down for you."
Ling Ling took the piece of paper that Ye Huanyan wrote and nodded. Although she was puzzled, she did not ask any more questions.
The paper said, "Progesterone, vitamin E, folic acid tablets..."
Ling Ling vaguely felt like she had heard the names of these medicines somewhere before.
It was late at night.
Not long after Ye Huanyan closed her eyes, she heard the sound of the door opening. At first, she thought it was Ling Ling, but when she heard the sound of heavy footsteps, her body trembled and she secretly gripped the blanket.
Ling Han still carried the chill of the night. After entering the room, he took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. The smell of alcohol quickly filled the room.
Ye Huanyan frowned fiercely under the blanket.
He stood by the bed, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the figure, his entire body filled with hostility.
Ye Huanyan had her back to him. She didn't dare to open her eyes or move.
When she felt a weight on her body, she suddenly opened her eyes. The strong smell of alcohol almost suffocated her. She exclaimed and subconsciously turned her head to avoid his kiss.
He was drunk and delirious.
She smelled of another woman's perfume, vulgar and cheap. It was not Sheng Anran's.
Ling Han clearly caught the flash of disgust in her eyes.
Instantly annoyed, he pressed down on her shoulders through the blanket, making her unable to move. He asked, "You don't want me to touch you, do you? How clean do you think you are? "
Ye Huanyan felt as if the blanket on her body weighed a thousand kilograms. Her heart couldn't beat, and she couldn't speak as if something was stuck in her throat.
She could only stare at him with tears in her eyes.
How could a drunk person be rational? Seeing that Ye Huanyan didn't respond, he lifted her quilt and began to peel off her thin pajamas.
"Ah … No." She finally made a sound, patting Ling Han's hand, trying to stop his action.
Ling Han impatiently clasped her hands and raised them high above his head. His scarlet eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light as he swept his gaze across her face that was about to cry. His voice was hoarse, cold and cruel.
"Didn't you say that this child was mine? I'll give you a chance to make up for what you haven't done before. "
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan's face turned pale. She desperately waved her hands, trying to stop his rough actions, and screamed.
"No, no, I beg you, Ling Han, I beg you, don't touch me, don't touch me."
Her manic attitude made the hostility in Ling Han's eyes even more intense. He reached into her pajama pants with one hand. Separated by a thin layer of fabric, he wantonly played with it for a while and soon felt something.
With a click, a cold belt buckle was fastened on Ye Huanyan's wrist, binding her to the bedpost.
Without any obstruction, he tore open her pajamas with a cold face and wantonly humiliated her delicate body. With the other hand, he pulled down her underwear. His scorching large member violently penetrated without any mercy.
The pain of this forced penetration almost made Ye Huanyan faint, and the rapid impact that followed made her want to die. She screamed, struggled, and cold sweat flowed down her cheeks. But no matter how she cried and begged for mercy, she couldn't stop the most primitive animal desire of a drunk man at this moment.
In the end, the belt buckle on the bedpost loosened, and Ye Huanyan's hands slipped, but she couldn't stop it anymore. She let the waves of impact below her body. She covered her lower abdomen, twitched in pain, and bit open her lips. She let the blood drip and spread on the clean white sheets, but she refused to make a sound.
Only the man's muffled groans continued until he was exhausted, leaving a burst of warm impact in her scarred body.
Just as he wished, he self-righteously made up for what he 'hadn't done before'.
The moment he climbed to the top, Ling Han's mind suddenly became clear, but the arrow was nocked on the string, and he had to release it. He finally did the last step, and then he got up to deal with his own body.
There was only emptiness in Ye Huanyan's eyes. As he withdrew, she lost the support of her legs and fell on the bed sheet like a kite with a broken string. Immediately, she used the last bit of strength to quickly curl up on one side, trembling helplessly.
Her smooth back was full of bruises.
Her tattered pajamas hung on the side of the bed like a pile of rags, half of it was covered by a head of black hair that poured down in torrents.
Ling Han sat by the bed, smoking one cigarette after another.
When Ling Ling came back, this was the scene.
She suddenly covered her mouth, and the medicine in her hand spilled all over the floor, startling Ling Han. It also made the person whose back was facing the door suddenly shiver.
"Young Master … I …"
Ling Ling didn't know what to do, but she couldn't avoid it.
"Scram." Ling Han spat out a word in a daze.
The medicine on the ground was very eye-catching to him. Although he was awake now, he still had an impulse to press her on the bed and fiercely ask her if she wanted this child.
The cold moonlight shone on the white bed. Ye Huanyan only felt dizzy, and the feeling was the same as the day before. In a daze, she lost consciousness.
The next day, a private doctor in the obstetrics department came, and Ye Huanyan was so flustered that she almost suffocated.
It wasn't until the kind-looking middle-aged female doctor told her that she was just going to do a simple pregnancy checkup that she started to cooperate with the checkup. In the end, she didn't eat anything or do anything harmful to her body. Only then did she heave a sigh of relief.
After coming out of the villa, the female doctor directly got into a car and said respectfully, "Miss Ling, three months have passed.
The child is already more than three months old, and it's not suitable for an abortion. Also, Miss Ye's body is cold. If we force an abortion, she won't be able to have a child in the future, and it will hurt her body. "
In the car, Ling Han's face was as gloomy as water, and he didn't speak for a long time.
For a long time after that day, Jinjiangyuan was extremely quiet, and the male owner of the house didn't appear again.
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