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I handled the discharge procedures myself. Getting up from the hospital bed made me feel dizzy, but since the Doctor said I could leave, I couldn't just stubbornly stay here. I had to force myself to go to each window and collect the documents.
By the time everything was settled, it was already noon. Sitting in a chair in the Hospital lobby, I was drenched in cold sweat and had no strength left to walk. Most importantly, I didn't know where I could go next.
Should I go back to Xiao Minxing's house? Ha, in this state, returning would surely become a new joke for him. Forget about taking care of me; he might even come over and pinch me a couple of times, hastening my demise.
But where else could I go?
After marrying him, I quit my job and returned the rented apartment. I was already homeless.
This is the saddest part of life: no hope ahead and no way back.
The lobby of the Hospital was bustling with people. Those who had companions were happy, while I felt increasingly lonely here.
No matter how much I had nowhere to go, this place wasn't meant for me to linger. I braced myself against the chair to stand up, but before I could take a step, stars danced before my eyes.
My hand flailed in the air, and without thinking, I grabbed someone. Turning to look, I startled myself and hurriedly let go, but my arm was tightly held by him.
Xiao Minxing's face was dark enough to drip water, and his grip on my hand was incredibly strong, almost crushing my bones.
I grimaced in pain but couldn't break free as he dragged me toward the parking lot.
It was only when I saw his car that I remembered I had driven here. While packing my discharge belongings, I hadn't seen the car keys. Just as I was about to ask him to let go of me, he coldly spoke first: "That car went for a wash; it's covered in blood. What bad luck! I even specially set off a string of firecrackers."
A stabbing pain in my heart, yet I couldn't say a word. In his eyes, there was nothing but decay, and I had long since gotten used to it.
He quickly shoved me into the back seat of the car, started the engine, and with one push on the gas, we left the Hospital.
Upon entering the Xiao Family home, I noticed two women in the living room, both around forty years old, dressed neatly and cleanly.
Xiao Minxing didn't say a word; he threw me and my belongings into the living room and disappeared.
The two women approached me somewhat awkwardly and asked, "You must be Mrs. Xiao. We are Mr. Xiao's Postpartum Caregivers and nannies."
I stared blankly at these two people, completely unable to understand what Xiao Minxing was thinking.
Could it be that my miscarriage made him feel guilty? Was he trying to compensate by showing concern for me in this way?
Ha, I couldn't even believe that reason myself. It was he who caused it all; how could there be any guilt? If there truly was, stopping earlier would have been the greatest mercy for me.
However, these two women were indeed professional. After recognizing my identity, they quickly took me upstairs to the bedroom, where they prepared soup and gave me postpartum lessons, acting as if I were already a wealthy lady.
I didn't see Xiao Minxing again; it was as if he had vanished from this house without even a phone call.
By the time a month had passed, my body had returned to normal. The Postpartum Caregiver left, and the nanny only came over to cook three meals a day.
This house had once again become a huge tomb, devoid of any vitality. Often, when I stayed inside alone for too long, I felt as if I had already died.
The nights became increasingly difficult to endure, often spent sitting and waiting for dawn.
However, this night, Xiao Minxing unexpectedly returned, with a woman dressed provocatively and exuding an alluring demeanor tucked under his arm.
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