The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 664 You want me to apologize
"Okay." He scratched his head and thought for a while, then suddenly patted his head. If this is a comic story, then there must be a bright light bulb on his head: "Let's eat hot pot together!"

"Hot pot?" I couldn't help swallowing.

"That's right! Eat that kind of spicy hot pot." He said, "I'll prepare it right away, my wife, wait for me!"

Old man Fan doesn't like spicy food, and hot pot is really boring to eat by himself, so I haven't eaten it for a while, and my mouth is watering just thinking about it.

But when Xiao Tiantian left and never came back, I couldn't help feeling worried, did she become No.1?
Frankly speaking, although Britney has done so many things to hurt me, I want to see him more than No.1 right now, mainly because he still likes hot pot very much.

Finally, just when I couldn't bear to call the housekeeper, the door opened again.A maid pushed the dining car in. Although the food inside was still covered, a strong smell of hot pot had already wafted over. I was so greedy that I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.Because he kept staring at the pot, he didn't find Fanyin's existence until Fanyin made a sound.

At this moment, he had already sat down, leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, and told the maid: "Go and increase the ventilation."

The maid went out in response, and I naturally judged from the tone that this was No.1.

His words made me a little embarrassed, and I couldn't help but put down the chopsticks I had picked up unknowingly, and said, "Sorry."

He raised his eyebrows: "what?"

"It's all wooden furniture here." I said, "The smell will be a bit strong."

"It's okay." He picked up the chopsticks and said calmly, "Anyway, I mentioned it."

I asked: "How do you know?"

"Guess." He said, "Let's eat, I came back from work, so I have to go back quickly."

I didn't ask him why he guessed it, mainly because I was starving to death, and secondly because I didn't want to talk to him, whether it was about his blind date, or about getting back together, or about my dad, etc... including about health, I don't even want to talk.

It seemed that Fanyin was not hungry, he ate slowly, with an unconcealable disgust on his face.This is also just right, I put everything I want into my pot, it's really satisfying!
After eating like this for a while, Fanyin said again, "Eat less."

I looked at him and he was frowning.

I asked: "After only a few kisses, are you starting to be mean to me?"

He glanced at me and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. Didn't the doctor tell you to eat lightly?"

I poured another plate of mushrooms into the pot, ignoring his words.

He was also silent for a while, and then said: "You are fat."

I continue to eat.

"Finally it doesn't look like a skeleton anymore." Obviously, he wanted to make me speak by provoking me.

But I don't want to open my mouth so keep eating mine.

In the past few years, I have been too busy with work, my taste buds seem to be paralyzed, it is common for me to lose my taste, and it is rare to have such an appetite.

He had no choice but to talk to himself: "I went on a blind date recently."

"..."

"I heard that the old man often came to see you. He must have mentioned it," he said. "You must also know that your father wants you to go back. It seems that the misunderstanding of you has been resolved."

I asked, "Did you tell him about the blood clot?"

He spread his hands: "He took the initiative to ask me, saying that he suspected that you were ill."

"You just told him?"

"Why don't you tell?" He said: "You can ignore the fact that he is your father, but although the blood clot is related to me, it is also related to him. Overworked working for him in the past few years has also caused it to be risky. reason for the increase."

I said, "Do you know how he took Yinyin away?"

"Well," he said, "but it's only for a short time. Niannian and I have been having an argument recently. The atmosphere at home is very bad. Yinyin also said that she misses her grandfather. Don't worry, my mental illness verdict has been overturned. The custody part , just because I want to remarry with you, so I have never cared about it, if necessary, I can get custody. So if you feel uncomfortable and want her to come back, you can do it at any time. "

"Let her be over there first." I said.

He nodded and asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" I was a little confused before I understood what he meant, and said, "I won't go back."

He no longer showed the expectation he had before, but asked calmly, "Do you want to remarry?"

I asked, "You just said you went on a blind date?"

"Ah."

I asked, "How long are you going to lock me up like this?"

"Until you have an answer." He said, "Don't worry, I won't force you anymore."

I couldn't help laughing, "Is this unbearable?"

His face was calm, but there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

I said, "I can also tell Nian Nian that I made up what I told her, but what do you think she will think?"

It seemed that my attitude was angered again, he frowned, and said in a somewhat rude tone, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"What I'm going to say," I said, "you know very well."

I didn't mean to, but I seriously damaged the relationship between him and Niannian, which is like he destroyed the relationship between me and my dad. For me and him, the two are very important in our respective lives. An important relationship.Now he told him about my illness and got my father's "forgiveness" for me, which seems to have calmed down his mistake. Of course, I can also talk to Nian Nian and make her reconcile with Fan Yin.But in fact, the damage has already been done, and everyone is unhappy.

In fact, if he can treat this incident as indifferent, fully understand and treat it as if it never happened, I will turn over the previous incident as well.But he obviously can't do it, just as I can't do it.

Sure enough, he stopped talking and silently picked and picked with his chopsticks, like a picky gourmet.In the end, I couldn't pretend anymore, put down my chopsticks and said, "If I meet a suitable woman, I'll let you go out. If you don't want to go back to your father's place, you can arrange a place for yourself."

I said, "You can let me out now."

"For the sake of the child," he became more and more displeased: "I will give you a chance to think about it before then."

I said, "Don't you think you didn't do anything wrong at all?"

"I don't think so." He said confidently, "I know you want me to apologize. I'm sorry, but I can't."

I don't know if I was choked by his words or by the spicy soup in front of me, my throat was sore, I coughed and burst into tears.

Instead of helping, he just sat there and said, "Eat slowly, I can't possibly snatch this kind of thing from you."

I coughed for a while before I recovered, and at the same time, Fanyin handed over the napkin.I didn't plan to pick it up, but was about to say I did, when I suddenly felt nauseated and rushed to the bathroom.

In the past few years, my stomach has not been very good. It may be because I ate too much irritating food today. In short, I vomited nothing, and I still want to vomit.

After the burst finally passed, I had already collapsed to the ground, and I didn't have the strength to get up, so I leaned against the wall and rested.At this time, Fan Yin's voice came again: "I told you to eat less."

I opened my eyes and saw him leaning against the door frame, with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, with a smile on his face, seeing me looking at him, I asked, "Can the doctor show you?"

I asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Are you pregnant?"

Why are you talking about this again: "I even said that I have a period!"

"That's even more dangerous." He said, "Is there a lesion?"

"You don't need to worry about it." His two words made me feel silly, but the more he said it, the more I didn't want to read it.I said, "It's just a stomach problem."

He stroked his chin with a thoughtful look on his face: "Then I'll lock you here for another four months."

Counting the days, in another four months, if she is pregnant, it will be five months, and it is time to show her pregnancy.

I said, "Have you ever seen a woman who was pregnant and had her period?"

He spread his hands: "Except for my mother, I have only seen you as a woman pregnant."

I said, "Anyway, I'm not pregnant."

He threatened me and said: "If it is found out that you are pregnant now, then based on your physical reasons, I can agree to let you have an abortion. But if it is five months, even if it is life-threatening, you have to give birth to the child for me."

"Can you stop talking about this?" I was so annoyed: "Go out if you have nothing to do! Also take care of your second personality! I don't want to see you."

He was not angry, but just spread his hands: "You would rather die than surrender."

Fanyin left, and I sat on the bathroom floor in a daze for a while.I'm definitely not pregnant. After all, pregnancy means menopause, so I probably have some kind of disease, right?
If it's really a terminal illness, I'm not afraid, it's just...

Ugh.

Forget it, it should be just a stomach upset.

For the next few days, even if I want to eat spicy food again, I dare not touch it again.Maybe my situation is really a gastrointestinal problem, and I don't feel like vomiting anymore, at most it's just a slight belching.

Because I was always sleepy, I thought it was because of too little exercise, so I asked the housekeeper to arrange for me to move a treadmill.I ran in the sun for a few days in the attic, and I felt in good condition, and I didn’t get sleepy so easily, but a few days later, the housekeeper sent someone to move out, saying that the floor of the attic was 100 years old. Getting crushed by a treadmill is not good.

I also have nothing to do, this time, it is really very boring.

Probably because of Fan Yin's meaning, the old man Fan hasn't come recently.Xiao Tiantian has come here several times, always eating something with me. When he is around, I will eat something strong and not afraid of throwing up.Of course he asked at first, but after I told him it was a stomach upset, he stopped asking.

On this day, Britney came again, brought an old computer host and game controller, and asked the servant to move in a TV, and said to me mysteriously: "Honey, I know you are bored, I brought you something fun!"

"Fun?" I didn't understand what he meant for a while.

"That's right, wait a minute." He directed the servants to take out some of the books from the huge bookshelf leading to the roof in the outer room, so as to find a place to put the TV, and then asked them to install the TV.

(End of this chapter)