my husband is a killer

Chapter 289 Three Months 4
"Wake up, are you thirsty, do you want some water?"

She murmured "husband", the figure in front of her was still unclear, but the memory before she fainted suddenly fell into her mind, she grabbed his hand suddenly, and shouted in panic,

"Husband, those bad guys, those bad guys—"

The sudden movement made her abdomen ache, and the panic instinct suddenly made her shut up. She touched her abdomen with trembling hands, and tears immediately fell down:

"Our child... isn't... gone?"

He held her hand tightly, took a breath, and tried his best to speak calmly:

"Don't be too sad. After all, this child has no destiny with us. As long as you are fine, we can have another child in the future!"

Before he finished speaking, she was already crying bitterly, hugging his bowed shoulders, bursting out a series of wailing sounds!
For seven months, she has worked so hard to conceive the baby for seven months, and she is drawing his appearance every day, looking forward to his coming soon, their love Lan Aijiao, obviously not long ago, was still naughty in her belly Kicking her hard, why was it lost in the blink of an eye, lost forever?
She was trembling all over, tears wet his shoulders, he hugged her tightly, biting his teeth again and again, but he could only softly comfort her:

"Don't be like this, your body is still weak, too sad will hurt your body even more, quickly raise your body, and you can have children whenever you want in the future!"

After crying for an unknown amount of time, she finally didn't have the strength to make a sound anymore, and lay on the bed blankly, only tears streaming silently!

He kept wiping, but he couldn't wipe away the tears on that face, the tears that couldn't be wiped away on that paper-pale face—he suddenly withdrew his hands, clenched them tightly, and buried them in front of her. Turning his head away, his throat rolled, and there was an imperceptible tremor in the deep voice:
"Lanjiao, I'm the one who dragged you and the child down this time. It's my fault. I assure you that this will never happen again, absolutely not!!"

Only then did her eyeballs move, and she looked at him, her eyes were still full of tears, but she kept shaking her head at him, choking:

"How, how can I blame you...the bad guys..."

Suddenly startled, hurriedly asked again:

"Are they people of the fog, they...they—"

"It's okay!" He knew what she wanted to ask, and squeezed her hand to comfort him, "It's been resolved, and they won't come to trouble us again."

"How to solve it?"

(End of this chapter)