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After My Death, My Wife Suddenly Became Pregnant
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On the operating table, I died—died from a sterilization surgery.
I thought my beloved wife would be heartbroken, but she hung up the phone with the hospital and turned to her lover's hotel room, holding a pregnancy test in her hand.
Two years later, on the anniversary of my death, she showed up at my door with a two-year-old child, her tone impatient: “Shen Shi, where is the household registration book? Where have you hidden it? You can die outside for all I care; I won’t even offer incense for you during the holidays.”
My mother trembled as she spoke, each word heavy with sorrow: “He’s dead. My son is dead; tomorrow is his death anniversary.”
She scoffed coldly: “Mother-in-law, this tactic is too crude. Shen Shi must have taught you this, right? He always did…”
Wen Yan held the child, disbelief etched on her face, tinged with mockery: “Dead? How did he die?”
She tightened her grip around the warm child in her arms, her gaze drifting as if lost in thought.
The child squirmed in her embrace, small hands playing with Wen Yan's hair.
Outside the window, sunlight streamed in, illuminating Wen Yan's delicate makeup but failing to penetrate her cold heart.
Mother Shen looked at Wen Yan, her eyes filled with sorrow and anger. With a trembling finger, she pointed at Wen Yan: “How can you still ask? Because of you, he… he went through with the sterilization, and as a result…”
At this point, Mother Shen choked up, unable to continue. Tears streamed down her face as she covered it with her wrinkled hands, shoulders shaking.
The air in the living room felt frozen; only Mother Shen's suppressed sobs echoed in the silence.
Wen Yan interrupted Mother Shen's crying impatiently: “Mother-in-law, stop crying. Even if he really is dead, I still need the household registration book. Nuan Nuan needs to be registered.”
She glanced down at Nuan Nuan in her arms; a fleeting softness crossed her eyes before she returned to her indifferent demeanor.
Nuan Nuan seemed to sense Wen Yan's emotional shift and reached out a small hand to gently pat Wen Yan's cheek.
"How dare you mention Nuan Nuan?" Mother Shen suddenly raised her head, her eyes red and fixed on Wen Yan. "You’re carrying Jiang Chen's child, and you still have the audacity to ask for Shen Shi's household registration?"
Mother Shen's voice turned sharp with agitation, the wedding photo of Shen Shi and Wen Yan displayed in the living room appearing particularly glaring.
Wen Yan's expression changed, her gaze flickering as she instinctively took a step back. "What... what are you talking about? Nuan Nuan is Shen Shi's child."
She avoided Mother Shen's gaze, tightening her grip around Nuan Nuan.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
"You think I don't know about your affair with Jiang Chen?" Mother Shen scoffed coldly. "Shi Shen would do anything for you, even undergo a vasectomy, but what about you? You’re still with Jiang Chen..."
Mother Shen's voice gradually lowered, as if she had exhausted all her strength.
She slumped onto the sofa, her gaze hollow as she stared blankly ahead.
Wen Yan's face turned even paler, her lips trembling slightly, yet she remained silent.
She held Nuan Nuan tightly, as if clutching onto her last lifeline.
Nuan Nuan squirmed restlessly in her arms, sensing the tense atmosphere around them.
"The household registration... is in Shi Shen's study..." Mother Shen weakly waved her hand. "You can go find it yourself..."
She closed her eyes, refusing to look at Wen Yan again. The living room fell into silence, broken only by the ticking of the clock on the wall.
Wen Yan clutched Nuan Nuan and walked straight toward Shen Shi's study.
As she pushed open the door to the study, a familiar scent of books enveloped her.
The study remained just as it had been during Shen Shi's lifetime, with unfinished manuscripts lying on the desk and shelves filled with various books.
Wen Yan's gaze swept around the room before finally settling on the desk drawer.
She set Nuan Nuan down and approached the desk, pulling open the drawer to search for the household registration book.
Her search grew increasingly frantic, scattering the contents of the drawer across the floor.
Curious, Nuan Nuan watched Wen Yan's actions and picked up a pen from the ground, handing it to her.
Wen Yan ignored Nuan Nuan and continued her frantic search, turning the once orderly study into a chaotic mess.
She rummaged through every drawer but found no sign of the household registration book.
"Not here..." Wen Yan murmured to herself, sinking down onto the floor in despair, her vacant gaze fixed on the scattered items around her.
Nuan Nuan walked over and tugged at her clothing, calling out sweetly, "Mama..."
Wen Yan snapped back to reality and picked up Nuan Nuan. "Mama will definitely find the household registration book..."
She stood up and began pulling books off the shelves one by one, throwing them onto the floor.
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