Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

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"The wound on the back is open and the bleeding has stopped. It will be fine after a few days of rest."

After reading the examination report of the man lying on the bed, the doctor whispered to the pale Mrs. Yi.

Mrs. Yi wiped her tears and thanked in a low voice. After the doctors and nurses had left, she walked over carefully and sat next to Yi Ningxiu.

In the dead of night, it had been more than an hour since Yi Ningxiu passed out and was taken to the hospital.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, held her son's cold fingers, buried her face in his palm, tears could not stop falling down.

She felt flustered and scared, and this feeling has been surrounding her ever since Su Qianqian and Yi Ningxiu divorced five years ago.

Even after Yi Ningxiu came back, he never faded away.

She knew that she was frightened. What she was afraid of was that after Yi Ningxiu knew the truth, he couldn't accept it and left her.

That way, she would really be left alone.

And now, what she feared the most had finally happened.

She didn't want her son to know her past, and she didn't want to expose her ugly side to Yi Ningxiu, but all of this was over.

She cautiously stretched out her hand, caressing Yi Ningxiu's pale and thin cheeks, tears blurred her eyes.

She felt very sorry, if she really had to investigate carefully, it was because of her that Yi Ningxiu became like this.

She was the one who forced the two of them to divorce, she was the one who admitted the wrong person, and she was the one who killed him...

There was silence all around, and the guilt in her heart forced her to shed tears, and she lay down beside the bed and wept bitterly.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt a pair of hands gently caressing the top of her head. When Madam Yi opened her eyes, she saw Yi Ningxiu staring at her.

She was overjoyed, quickly grabbed Yi Ningxiu's fingers, and shouted in a low voice: "Ningxiu, you finally woke up!"

Yi Ningxiu looked at her quietly.

Her pale hair, haggard face, and lines around her eyes.

This woman is old.

No matter how well maintained she was, time ruthlessly took away her youth.

There are only him and her left in the family...

He sighed softly.

As if overwhelmed.

He is her son, no matter what, he always...can't leave her behind.

Just never going back.

When he was in a coma, he seemed to have returned to his childhood.

At that time, Su Qianqian and Su Qingqing had just arrived, and Mrs. Yi led him down the stairs.

He met a pair of eyes, clear and bright, as if he could see into people's hearts.

The man looked at him cautiously and pleasantly, with a look of fear and could not help approaching.

When he was a child, he just frowned in disgust and walked past her.

If I could go up and hold her hand at that time, would it be any different?

he does not know.

It's just that when he woke up, what he heard was his mother's crying, and the girl with bright eyes in the dream had already left him.

After all, there were only him and her left.

Just like the first time.

He is sorry for her, but he has no way to repay his past mistakes, and even in the future, he will no longer be accepted by her.

Yi Ningxiu put his fingers on his mother's hair and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, Mom."

"In the future... let's live a good life."

It's all over.

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