Marital problems spiral out of control

Jiang Ruan couldn't hold back any longer.

Fu Shishen's patience had reached its limit.

This time, he suddenly stood up and quickly walked out of the study.

Just then, he saw the butler hurriedly chasing after him.

The rain outside was so heavy that even Uncle Zhang, who was holding an umbrella, got his clothes soaked.

"Mr. Fu, the rain outside is too heavy. Miss Jiang said she wants to come in and rest for a while; she said she can't hold on any longer." Uncle Zhang's tone was also anxious.

Uncle Zhang knows that Jiang Ruan is good at acting.

But when a person is truly uncomfortable, they can't fake it.

Jiang Ruan's face was frighteningly pale.

It's really on the verge of collapse.

Even the housekeeper had a vague feeling that her dress was stained with blood.

But because of the rain, you can't quite tell if it's blood or something else.

So Uncle Zhang was genuinely afraid.

As Uncle Zhang finished speaking, Fu Shishen's phone vibrated again.

The above is Jiang Ruan's phone number.

This time, Fu Shishen couldn't hold back and answered the call.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, he could even see Jiang Ruan's desperate face.

"Shi Shen, can I come in and rest for a bit? I feel so bad, and the baby feels so bad too..." Jiang Ruan cried.

The rain outside was just too loud.

You can no longer tell if it's crying or rain.

Fu Shishen did not respond immediately.

His gaze was still fixed on the view outside the window.

Jiang Ruan suddenly collapsed, her body limp in the pavilion.

He panicked, his voice filled with terror: "Ruan Ruan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Shishen quickly ran outside.

Uncle Zhang didn't dare to hesitate and immediately chased after them.

In an instant, chaos erupted inside the villa.

As Fu Shishen rushed to the door, a black Bentley had already pulled up.

A sharp screech of brakes echoed through the sky.

Fu Shishen saw Bo Zhirong's tall figure rush into the torrential rain.

Without saying a word, he picked Jiang Ruan up.

"Do you really want her dead?" Bo Zhirong asked Fu Shishen coldly.

Fu Shishen was stunned.

Bo Zhirong didn't even say much before taking Jiang Ruan into the car.

When Fu Shishen came to his senses, he saw that the blood on the ground had been diluted by the rain and was being washed away in large quantities.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of dirt was not pleasant.

"Miss Jiang is probably bleeding," the butler said calmly.

Fu Shishen did not hesitate and immediately got into the car.

Seeing this, the housekeeper immediately packed the necessary items and went to the hospital with the two servants who had stayed at the villa.

There is no room for any surprises in this matter.

Instantly, the villa was brightly lit.

But soon, the entire villa fell completely silent, and no one was left on duty.

The extension phone in the living room kept ringing.

No one answered the phone.

Holding the phone, Wen Hua was starting to lose her composure as no one answered.

The bleeding in the lower body became more pronounced.

She struggled to her feet.

But because she had run out of strength, she staggered and crashed directly into it.

"No..." Wen Hua exclaimed.

Instinctively, she covered her stomach with her hands.

But he still couldn't hold on and fell down.

This time, Wen Hua didn't even have the strength to get up.

She was clutching her phone and could only crawl.

The white carpet was stained with blood.

It was equally shocking.

"Help me..." Wen Hua's voice came weakly.

But the brightly lit villa was deserted.

Even Wen Yin went to the sanatorium for a follow-up examination.

In this villa—

Wen Hua's voice sounded much emptier.

Her face was deathly pale; she was genuinely terrified.

She knew what this meant.

Her hands gripped the edge of the second-floor handrail tightly.

Looking down at the phone in her palm, she saw that Fu Shishen's number had been dialed, but no one answered.

She looked again at the floor-to-ceiling windows outside.

Jiang Ruan is nowhere to be found.

Oh--

So Fu Shishen couldn't hold back in the end, right?

So, while she was mocking Jiang Ruan, she was the one who would suffer the consequences the next second.

She closed her eyes, her expression a mixture of despair and sorrow.

But a mother's instinct compels Wen Hua to protect the child.

They have been in the same body for more than six months.

She couldn't just ignore it.

The baby's heartbeat and fetal movements made it impossible for Wen Hua to part with him.

"Baby, Mommy won't let anything happen to you..." Wen Hua murmured softly.

Soon, she picked up her phone and dialed a familiar number.

It belongs to Shen Jue.

Almost the instant the call connected, Shen Jue's voice came through: "Huahua, why are you calling me at this hour?"

Shen Jue's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he had been woken up by the phone call.

"Save me..." Wen Hua said with difficulty.

She wanted to say a few more words, but she had no strength left.

My stomach hurts terribly.

The baby inside was struggling desperately, as if crying for help.

"Where are you!" Shen Jue asked immediately.

Wen Hua's voice trailed off: "Home..."

"Wait for me, I'll be there in 15 minutes," Shen Jue said succinctly.

The Shen family also owns a villa in Jiangzhou.

It just so happens that it's in the same area as the Fu family.

This area is mostly comprised of wealthy residents from Jiangzhou.

Under these circumstances, it would take Shen Jue at most 15 minutes to arrive at the villa.

Upon hearing Shen Jue's words, Wen Hua's entire body went limp.

The call was not disconnected.

Shen Jue's voice continued to come.

"Hang in there, I'll be there soon."

"Huahua, I told you, I won't let anything happen to you."

"I get here very quickly."

……

Shen Jue was talking to Wen Hua.

Wen Hua listened, smiling very faintly.

At least Shen Jue is still here.

She knew what Shen Jue meant; he was simply staying by her side because he was afraid she wouldn't be able to hold on.

Even if she doesn't say anything.

As long as the call doesn't end.

There's at least one person left.

Wen Hua did not feel despair.

Shen Jue kept talking to Wen Hua.

Less than 15 minutes later, Wen Hua heard a banging sound coming from the Fu family's gate.

She saw Shen Jue's figure through the gap in the second-floor handrail.

Wen Hua had also reached her limit.

This kind of pain is like being ground to dust.

"Huahua." Shen Jue rushed to Wen Hua's side.

He saw the blood on the ground, and his expression changed.

Then Shen Jue quickly picked up Wen Hua and said, "I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Wen Hua glanced at Shen Jue, her voice hoarse and barely audible: "Save him..."

She didn't even finish her sentence before she fainted.

Shen Jue didn't hesitate and quickly got into the car with Wen Hua.

The car was heading towards the hospital.

Throughout the entire process, Shen Jue held Wen Hua's hand.

"Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be alright." The firm voice gave Wen Hua a great sense of reassurance.

Upon hearing this, Wen Hua immediately fainted.

Shen Jue's face was gloomy, and he never let go of Wen Hua's hand.

The car continued until it came to a smooth stop in front of the hospital.