Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Would he really kill her daughter?

No, no way. Her Rainy was not filthy. She was such an adorable child.

She was not filthy at all.

Chu Lui smoked one cigarette after another. He wasn’t a chain smoker. Yet, there was a bunch of cigarette butts laying by his feet.

He watched that woman leave. The look on his face became more aloof.

He clearly said she was filthy, but he yearned to touch her. He had no regrets after each time. He would feel regret if he wasn’t able to touch her. That woman belonged to him, even in her death.

What if she was really pregnant or even had a child?

His hand went to his forehead, but his lips pursed. If she had a child, would he really strangle her child?

He ruffled his hair hard. That woman couldn’t possibly have a child. She was infertile.

Xia Ruoxin gave one backward glance at that apartment. She was holding the money tightly in her hands. Was that dirty money? Was it dirty since she had earned them using her body? She flattened her lips weakly. Desolation was written all over her pale face.

In the hospital, Xia Ruoxin held her daughter tight. Rainy’s condition was getting worse. Her little face became paler, and even her head had become bald.

“Mommy.” Rainy tugged weakly at Xia Ruoxin’s clothes.

“What is it, Baby?” Xia Ruoxin rested her hand on her daughter’s bald head and forced herself to smile. She did not want Rainy to see her cry. However, she couldn’t hold herself back. She turned her head away as tears slid from the corner of her eye.

“Mommy, am I going to die?” The child’s soft voice sounded weak when she uttered the question. She felt so drowsy, and she really wanted to sleep. However, she dared not. There was an older sister who had fallen asleep, and she didn’t wake up to play with Rainy again. The nurses told her that sister had died so she wouldn’t be seeing her mother again. Rainy did not want to leave her mother.

She was too young.

She did not know what death was, just that when she dies, she couldn’t hold Dolly or see her mother again.

“No. No, how can you die?” Xia Ruoxin rubbed her cheek against her daughter’s. She choked back a sob. “There is no way you will die… because Mommy is here.”

She continued to mumble to herself while Rainy sat closer to her and hugged Xia Ruoxin’s neck. “Mommy, I don’t want to leave you. You will be very lonely. No one will wash or fold the laundry with you.”

At the sound of her daughter’s tiny voice, Xia Ruoxin broke down. Beads and beads of tears landed on the child’s body. Her hand rested on the little girl’s bald head and embraced her tiny frame tightly.

In the ward, Xia Ruoxin listened to the doctor’s update on her child’s condition. Her eyes were red from crying.

“Rainy’s condition is worse than we had imagined.” The doctor put the medical chart down. He thought he had her condition under control, and he did not anticipate the sudden deterioration would be this serious.

The pain between her fingers had squeezed its way into her heart. Her body shuddered continuously, and she couldn’t speak.