Chapter 390
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Was it because he aborted her child that he felt sorry for her? Was that why he treated her so well?
But for so many days, she had foolishly felt sweet and happy for his kindness... She had even fantasized that he had feelings for her, that she had hope for their future... Only now did she realize that behind all that happiness, was a life in exchange for it!
Qiao Anhao's tears blurred her vision. She raised her hand to gently wipe the tears in front of her. She hurriedly turned around, her back facing Lu Jinnian as tears continued to fall.
No matter how much she wanted to ask Lu Jinnian, in the end, she didn't have the courage to wake him up.
Even if the truth was right in front of her and she couldn't escape, she still didn't want to face it, or rather, she couldn't accept it.
Qiao Anhao didn't sleep well the entire night. The next day, she crawled out of bed when the sun rose. Lu Jinnian was still sound asleep, so she didn't wake him up. She just stared at his sleeping face for a while before sneaking into the bathroom. After washing up, she found a simple but elegant light yellow dress in the changing room. She grabbed her bag and walked out of the bedroom.
Madam Chen hadn't woken up yet. The large living room was unusually quiet. The wall lights were still on, emitting a faint yellow light. The gradually brightening light from outside the window seemed to dim.
Qiao Anhao held onto her phone, first calling for a private car. She changed her shoes and walked out.
The morning air was extremely fresh, the flowers in the courtyard had bloomed a lot overnight. There was even a rose that had been squashed by a wooden stick. Qiao Anhao walked over to pick it up and straighten the flower before walking out of the courtyard. The taxi she called was already waiting at the entrance. Qiao Anhao got into the car and called for the People's Hospital.
It wasn't rush hour yet, so the streets of Beijing were empty and quiet. The neon lights of the shops on both sides of the street had already been extinguished. Every once in a while, cleaners in orange uniforms could be seen cleaning.
The car stopped at the entrance of the People's Hospital. Qiao Anhao paid the fare and got out of the car. She went straight to the obstetrics and gynecology department. She waited in line for about half an hour before it was her turn. When she saw the doctor, she immediately asked for an ultrasound. She waited for another hour and a half before entering the operating room.
After the examination, she straightened her clothes and sat on the lounge chair in the lobby waiting for the results. Just then, her phone rang.
Qiao Anhao thought it was Madam Chen calling to ask where she was, but because she didn't want them to know she was in the hospital, she didn't rush to answer. Instead, she walked to the quiet restroom at the end of the hospital and pulled out her phone. In the end, she saw that the caller ID was Aunt Xu.
Qiao Anhao exhaled and pressed the answer button. She raised the phone to her ear and politely called out softly, "Auntie Xu."
"Jojo, you're awake?" Han Ruchu's voice sounded very energetic. She paused and asked, "Have you been busy recently?"
"He's alright..." Qiao Anhao paused, then asked, "How has Brother Jiamu been lately?"
"Jiamu is doing pretty well. He can get out of bed and walk now. His speech is also much smoother. It won't be long before he can go home to rest." Han Ruchu was clearly delighted when she mentioned her son's recovery.
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