Chapter 288: Are You Trying To Torment Me With Pure Intent?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio     Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Yu Anwan’s forehead was covered in sweat.

“Are you deliberately torturing me?” Yu Anwan pursed her lips and spoke gloomily.

However, no matter how capable Yu Anwan was, she was still a surgeon. Her knowledge of obstetrics was limited, and she had no real authority to deal with such matters.

With this in mind, Yu Anwan sat on the toilet for quite some time. She only stood up after the sharp pain had subsided.

Her footsteps were a bit unsteady.

Her phone displayed the previous Baidu search page.

The information mentioned that during the early stages of pregnancy, there could be uterine discomfort due to its expansion. Each person’s pain varies, with some experiencing it more acutely than others.

Yu Anwan had encountered all of this before.

In the end, she reassured herself and didn’t dwell on it too much.

After this ordeal, Yu Anwan was completely awake. However, the master bedroom remained empty, with no sign of Wen Jin.

Yu Anwan fell silent, didn’t say a word, and quietly made her way out of the master bedroom.

The villa was quiet, and no one expected Yu Anwan to be awake.

Her footsteps on the carpet were light, with no discernible sound.

Yu Anwan hadn’t walked far when she saw Wen Jin standing by the handrail.

Wen Jin was on the phone, but Yu Anwan didn’t approach. She simply listened.

Perhaps because it was so quiet or because Wen Jin wasn’t prepared, Yu Anwan could near the conversation.

Wen Jin’s deep voice asked, “What’s the situation?”

Shen Bin briefly explained, “Miss Lu is in the hospital, but there’s no sign of

Jerry. Miss Lu is there alone, and her condition isn’t good.”

After fainting in the mall, Lu Nanxin was taken to the hospital by her assistant.

Outsiders were unaware of Lu Nanxin’s condition, but Wen Jin understood it very well. A single hospital visit was a lethal blow to Lu Nanxin, causing the tumor pressing on her nerves to act even more aggressively. Unfortunately, the corneas Lu Nanxin needed had not been found.

This delay was unacceptable.

Lu Nanxin might lose her sight or even her life.

Wen Jin nodded, and Shen Bin continued quickly, “Are you coming over? The nurses can’t handle Miss Lu.”

As Lu Nanxin’s hospital stay became increasingly challenging, it was difficult to care for her without Wen Jin’s presence. But if Lu Nanxin’s condition was left uncontrolled without medication, it would worsen rapidly.

Regardless of Wen Jin’s current thoughts regarding Lu Nanxin, Shen Bin knew that Wen Jin couldn’t simply disregard her.

So, in this situation, Shen Bin chose to provide Wen Jin with an accurate update on Lu Nanxin’s condition.

“I’ll head over now,” Wen Jin responded calmly.

“Understood,” Shen Bin replied with a sigh of relief.

If Wen Jin didn’t arrive soon, Shen Bin wasn’t sure how much longer he could manage. Lu Nanxin’s tantrums were genuinely life-threatening.

However, this person, who was prone to such fits, seemed unconcerned and behaved like a docile kitten in front of Wen Jin.

Afterward, when Wen Jin hung up the phone, Yu Anwan silently returned to her room. She had reached her bed ahead of Wen Jin and closed her eyes quietly as if nothing had transpired.

She slept in complete silence.

When Wen Jin entered the room, he saw Yu Anwan sleeping on the bed.

Her small face pressed against the edge of the blanket, calm and serene. It lacked the usual fierceness, yet seemed to carry a touch of innocence. This scene made it feel as though time and space had come to a standstill.

Wen Jin watched silently, and a faint smile graced his lips.

It was as if Wen Jin had never experienced such a palpitation in the years he had been married to Yu Anwan.

Watching her now, even while she was asleep, made Wen Jin feel a warm, comforting sensation deep within his chest. It was a feeling of reassurance. All because Yu Anwan was there.

Wen Jin then approached the bedside, and his well-defined, slender fingers gently rested on the back of Yu Anwan’s hand.

Yu Anwan appeared completely unaware of this.

She turned around until her charming little face was directed at Wen Jin’s face.

Yu Anwan’s skin was as porcelain white as a freshly cracked eggshell, incredibly smooth. Wen Jin’s hand seemed to linger on Yu Anwan’s cheek, moving in gentle, repetitive strokes.

Yu Anwan reacted with a slight frown in her sleep, prompting Wen Jin to quietly chuckle.

Afterward, Wen Jin seemed to cease his playful touches and withdrew his hand from Yu Anwan’s.

Yu Anwan still showed no signs of waking up. Wen Jin gazed at her in silence for a while before gently releasing her hand, as if preparing to leave.

Almost simultaneously, Yu Anwan, who had been sound asleep, suddenly grasped Wen Jin’s hand.

Wen Jin was momentarily taken aback. He lowered his head to observe the person before him. However, Yu Anwan seemed to be sound asleep, and her actions were undoubtedly those of slumber. Yet, her grip on Wen Jin’s hand was surprisingly tight.

Wen Jin couldn’t help but feel amused and bewildered. He softly coaxed, “Be good, go back to sleep.”

It was an extremely delicate, almost imperceptible sensation, like a gentle breeze brushing across one’s chest.

Subsequently, Wen Jin refrained from saying anything more and gently withdrew his hand from Yu Anwan’s grasp. Upon glancing down, he noticed faint scratch marks on his skin.

They were the result of Yu Anwan’s unconscious grip.

Wen Jin couldn’t help but shake his head and smile, unable to fathom how Yu Anwan could grip him so tightly in her dreams.

As he pondered, Wen Jin softly chuckled and bent down to cover Yu Anwan with her blanket once more. He then left the room, his departure devoid of any disturbance.

Nearly the instant the door closed, Yu Anwan, who had appeared to be sleeping soundly, abruptly opened her eyes. She gazed calmly at the door, a faint, mocking smile curling the corners of her lips.

Heh—

A man who had indulged her these past few days, no matter how audacious she had been, even in the presence of Lu Nanxin, he was affectionate and doting, much like Wen Jin.

And yet, whenever he heard any unfavorable news about Lu Nanxin, he was quick to rush to her side.

So, was it all just an act?

Yu Anwan lowered her eyes, seemingly influenced by her own emotions. Within this emotional state, Yu Anwan felt a touch of self-disgust.

Why?

Why should Wen Jin have such an impact on her?

Hadn’t the three years of marriage been enough to make her hit a wall?

Now, would she allow herself to plunge into Wen Jin’s tender affections without any reservations?

Pah, Wen Jin wasn’t worthy of it.

With this thought in mind, Yu Anwan compelled herself to drift off to sleep once more. However, her mental clarity grew more pronounced, and all traces of drowsiness evaporated instantly.

Moreover, the pain that had previously subsided suddenly surged back with intense force.

This sensation was uncannily reminiscent of Yu Anwan’s experiences during her menstrual periods.

Yu Anwan’s forehead was drenched in sweat. As a doctor, she had a hunch of what was transpiring, especially when she sensed the dampness from below. Her brows furrowed..