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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHe quickly took the medical chart and flipped through it. Now, he was in a dilemma. Should he speak the truth, or should he put it across in a delicate manner? This man was unpredictable. He had trouble trying to meet the man’s expectations.

n“I want the truth.” Chu Lui put his cigarette out and looked directly at the medical chart in the doctor’s hands. It belonged to Xia Ruoxin.

n“I’m sorry, Mr. Chu. The chances of your wife conceiving are very low.” The doctor wiped the sweat off of his forehead. In reality, he was being delicate when he said the chances were low. It was impossible for her to conceive.

n“Mr. Chu, your wife is still young. If she takes care of herself, it may be possible…” He felt guilty when he said this. There was no possibility at all.

n“Fine, you’ve said enough. I understand.” Chu Lui interrupted him and stood up. “Remember, you better shut your mouth. I don’t want anyone to find out. Do you understand?” His voice was mild, but the warning in his voice was serious.

n“Yes, Mr. Chu. I understand. I have never seen this medical chart before.” The doctor guaranteed. He was not a fool, and he would definitely keep quiet about it. If this matter got out, Chu Lui would kill him.

nChu Lui put his hands in his pockets. He felt an indescribable frustration. He had had his revenge on this woman’s body. He robbed her of her ability to be a mother; she would never be able to have her own child in this lifetime. Somehow, he could not help but wonder why he was feeling bad.

nHe stared out gloomily as he broke out in a smile. The show was over, and he had cast the net a long time ago. Now, it seemed it was time he started reeling in the net.

nHe walked faster with each step. However, the dark cloud that loomed over his head could not be dispersed.

nFor the past few days, Xia Ruoxin realized that Chu Lui had changed. He seemed to be really busy, be it in the company or at home. He was always bringing work home and the frequency of him smoking had increased.

nShe made some coffee and brought it to his room.

nKnock.

n“Come in, please.” A man’s voice sounded from within. His tone was cold.

nShe pushed the door open. Coffee could refresh a person’s mind. He would need it.

nChu Lui rubbed his forehead, and then he put his pen down as he noticed Xia Ruoxin. His usually sharp eyes were covered with visible blood vessels. Dark circles had also formed under his eyes. He obviously had not had a good rest for a while.

nXia Ruoxin put the coffee down. Her hand moved naturally and rested on his shoulders. Every part of his muscles was tensed.

n“Did something happen?” She looked at the stacks of documents in front of him. Could he really finish reading all these?

n“Nothing.” His voice sounded hoarse. He took Xia Ruoxin’s hands in his. “Did I wake you? Alright, give me some time. After I’ve finished all the work, we will go on a holiday.”

nSuddenly, Xia Ruoxin felt sad, and her heart ached. She hurt for him. He was so busy; would he think of her?

n“Can I help you with anything?” Her hand still on his shoulder. She felt useless for the first time as she could not help him. With the exception of art and a bit of music, she knew nothing.

n“There’s no need to.” Chu Lui patted her hand. “You just have to come and keep me company. I will be done soon.” He comforted her, but it only made her feel worse. Although he said ‘soon’, he still continued to work for a long time.

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