99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

Joey came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel and asked, "Who's the call?"

I didn't plan to hide it: "Stacy's due date is next week. She asked if you would go to accompany her."

I suppressed the pain in my lower abdomen and looked at Joey, "Are you going?"

Joey was stunned for a moment, and he looked at me worriedly and guiltily, "No, why should I go to accompany her

when she gives birth?"

"I've been with you recently."

"You don't like her. After she gives birth, I won't contact her anymore."

I looked at his struggle and insincerity, and my heart felt like it was pinched.

Seeing that I didn't believe him, Joey hugged me again and changed the subject, "Honey, when will our baby come?"

"I've already thought about it. If it's a girl, I'll send her to learn boxing. If it's a boy..."

My hand subconsciously covered my lower abdomen, and I forced a bitter smile.

"It won't, she will never come again."

Joey didn't hear clearly my murmur, and he laughed and asked me, "Honey, what did you say?"

I took a deep breath, held my aching lower abdomen and asked, "If Stacy came back on the day we got married, would you still marry me?"

Joey's face, which was full of longing just now, turned pale all at once, and he murmured, "You... you already

know..."

I took a step back and withdrew from his embrace.

Time passed second by second, and Joey remained silent all the time.

And silence, sometimes is also an answer.

My heart sank heavily, as if it had fallen into an icy lake.

After a long time, Joey finally reacted and wanted to say something, "I and she are just..."

But I didn't want to hear it anymore. I forcibly suppressed the emotions in my heart, raised my hand to cover Joey's lips, and said, "No need to explain to me. As long as you have no regrets, that's fine."

Perhaps because of guilt, or for some other reason.

That night, no matter how the phone vibrated, Joey followed me step by step.

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He hugged me tightly, as if he would lose me if he let go.

When Joey finally fell asleep, I opened my eyes and saw the dawn light shining into the room.

Last night, I won the confrontation with Stacy.

But I lost so completely.

Because no matter what I did, I couldn't cover the fact that Joey had Stacy in his heart.

His shopping cart was full of clothes for pregnant women and newborns, waiting to be shipped.

His phone search records were also full of:

[What should a new mother pay attention to during the confinement period for new mothers?]

【What should a new mother eat after giving birth?)

[How to choose a postpartum nanny?]noveldrama

Every move could break my heart.

In the following days, Joey was busier and busier.

He often took a call and hurried out, saying it was an airline meeting.

I knew these were all excuses, but I didn't say anything, nor did I ask anything.

Until time flew by, I have gone through the weakest period, and it was the day before I went to get the divorce

certificate.

Joey was in a hurry to go out again: "Honey, the airline has a meeting. I'll go first."

This time, I ignored Joey's anxious panic and stopped him: "Joey, if we had a daughter, what kind of husband would you hope she would marry in the future?"

Joey was in a hurry, but he still answered without hesitation, "Of course, it should be a man who loves her wholeheartedly, takes care of her, and tolerates her."

I looked at his pale face and finally asked the last question in my heart; "If that man had a woman he could never" forget in his heart?"

"Divorce." Joey blurted out.

I turned pale, and finally asked, "What if she had a baby?"

Joey's eyebrows immediately furrowed, and his tone became serious, "Then have

an abortion. I don't age with her being a single mother."

With that, Joey didn't say anything more to me and turned around and left.

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1 looked at his hurried back, and my eyes were sore: "Joey, these are all what you said. You'd better not regret it-