Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua did not resist because she had no strength at all.

Fu Shishen moved quickly and walked out of the villa.

The butler was also surprised and immediately arranged for a car.

Wen Hua curled up, gripping Fu Shishen's arm as if she were using all her strength.

Even so, Wen Hua didn't back down or say a single kind word.

Fu Shishen thought of Wen Hua from the past, who had been submissive to him.

No matter what kind of scolding she receives, she will accept it all and still wait for you to come home with a smile.

Back then, Wen Hua loved herself, which allowed her to act recklessly.

The Wen Hua of today feels like a stranger to Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen even thought of Bo Zhirong's words.

If Wen Hua doesn't fall in love with him again, then he will eventually lose control of her.

Wen Hua's passionate and radiant beauty will never appear before her again; it belongs to another man.

With this thought in mind, Fu Shishen's gaze deepened.

Holding Wen Hua, his steps quickened.

Wen Hua was in excruciating pain and was drenched in sweat.

Even so, she was still resisting Fu Shishen, trying to break free from his control.

How could Fu Shishen not sense it?

His expression darkened slightly, a warning in his voice: "Wen Hua, do you want something to happen to my son?"

In an instant, Wen Hua fell silent.

She couldn't, and wouldn't dare, gamble with the child in her womb; she couldn't be so cold-blooded and ruthless.

Moreover, there's Wen Yin.

Their twisted and perverse relationship bound them tightly together, leaving no room for maneuver for either of them.

Therefore, Wen Hua dared not.

Seeing that Wen Hua had quieted down, Fu Shishen didn't say anything.

Soon, the two got into the car and went to the hospital.

Wen Hua was taken into the examination room, and Fu Shishen followed her in with a stern face.

"I must ensure this child is safe and sound," he ordered the doctor.

Wen Hua heard this, her expression indifferent and numb.

Yes, Fu Shishen only wanted this child, not his own.

Her eyes were lowered, and her expression was calm.

After the examination was completed and it was confirmed that the baby in her womb was safe and sound, Wen Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mrs. Fu, I'll take you to your ward. You'll need to stay here for observation overnight," the nurse said politely.

Wen Hua nodded: "Thank you for your help."

Fu Shishen glanced at Wen Hua indifferently, showing no intention of following her.

He looked at the doctor after the nurse took Wen Hua away.

The next words were cruel and heartless: "If something happens to her, what are the chances of this child surviving?"

"At 20 weeks, theoretically, he could survive." The doctor was somewhat surprised, but still calmly replied, "However, I'm afraid he won't last long. Premature babies like this are too dangerous, with many infections."

"Can things stabilize in half a month?" Fu Shishen asked coldly.

"Yes," the doctor replied.

These words made Fu Shi look at the doctor with a deep gaze, which made the doctor feel a little uneasy.

He commanded, word by word: "If her child cannot be saved one day, perform a cesarean section immediately. I will ensure that the child lives."

The doctor asked cautiously, "And what about the mother?"

"Let nature take its course," Fu Shishen replied.

A cold and indifferent answer.

The doctor dared not speak again; the ruthlessness of the wealthy was far beyond what normal people could comprehend.

Fu Shishen said no more, walked out of the examination room and went directly to the ward.

Wen Hua was resting in the ward.

Fu Shishen didn't say anything when he came in; he quietly walked towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua glanced at it indifferently and didn't say anything.

"The doctor said you're pregnant, so don't get emotional," Fu Shishen said calmly.

Wen Hua didn't respond and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

Fu Shishen didn't mind. He turned around and sat down on the sofa next to him, turning on his computer to handle work matters.

The atmosphere in the ward was eerie, yet all emotions were completely suppressed beneath a facade of calm.

Wen Hua couldn't sleep.

It seems that once she calms down, all sorts of images appear in her mind.

Fu Shishen's, Wen Yin's, and Jiang Ruan's are interspersed.

Everyone has bound themselves tightly.

Wen Hua couldn't deny that she was caught in a rollercoaster of emotions due to Fu Shishen's unpredictable attitude.

But she knew she couldn't let Fu Shishen influence her.

They have reached a dead end.

She understood what Fu Shishen was trying to do; he wanted to control himself.

These images made it difficult for Wen Hua to breathe.

Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, visibly tense.

Even though Fu Shishen couldn't see through the blanket, he could inexplicably sense it.

His gaze shifted to Wen Hua, then he got up and walked over.

"Not feeling well?" Fu Shishen frowned and reached out to press the call button.

Wen Hua stared intently at Fu Shishen, and she could read the indifference in his seemingly concerned tone.

Fu Shishen was concerned about the baby in his belly, not himself.

She reached out to stop Fu Shishen's movements and propped herself up to sit up.

Fu Shishen looked at Wen Hua, his brows furrowing even more.

Subconsciously, he adjusted the height of the hospital bed to make Wen Hua more comfortable.

When Fu Shishen bent down, he happened to be facing Wen Hua.

Wen Hua could see Fu Shishen's well-defined knuckles pressing the electric button, while his other hand protected her waist.

Because of her growing belly, Wen Hua experienced lower back pain.

The pain in my lower back was relieved by resting my head on Fu Shishen's hand.

She bit her lip slightly and remained silent.

She suppressed the urge to be moved, not wanting to be influenced by Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen seemed unconcerned. He adjusted the height of the hospital bed and did not immediately release Wen Hua, but simply looked down at her.

His thin lips moved slightly.

Wen Hua was unaware that she was afraid of Fu Shishen saying something shocking.

I'm still afraid of being influenced by this person.

She quickly broke the silence, stopping Fu Shishen from speaking further.

"Wen Yin is also in the hospital. I want to go see him," Wen Hua calmly stated her request.

Fu Shishen listened without showing any emotion.

He did not immediately express his opinion.

Wen Hua didn't press the issue.

It wasn't until Fu Shishen slowly got up and distanced himself from Wen Hua that the situation continued.

It also completely shattered the previous subtle ambiguity.

Fu Shishen finally spoke: "You should rest well and talk to me about this after you've calmed down."

These words sounded like a reassurance, but they did not allow Wen Hua any refusal.

Wen Hua knew.

She bit her lip, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Finally, Wen Hua closed her eyes and leaned against the hospital bed.

Fu Shishen received a phone call, probably from the company, and quickly turned and left.

In the ward, only Wen Hua remained, quiet and still.

She felt suffocated by the atmosphere, unable to breathe.

Suddenly, the sound of nurses talking could be heard outside the ward, mentioning Wen Yin.

Without thinking, Wen Hua got out of bed and staggered to the door so she could hear more clearly.