99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

I had always wanted to go to Paris.

In the beginning, Joey also said, "Willa, when we have time, let's go to Paris for our honeymoon."

But both of our jobs were so busy that the idea of a honeymoon was pushed

aside and forgotten

But that's okay. After I get the divorce certificate, I can go anywhere I want by myself.

As soon as I successfully bought the plane ticket, Joey came home.

He naturally walked into the room, touched my forehead, and asked softly, "Is the fever gone? Do you still feel bad?"

Very naturally, Joey didn't mention when he left.

I also didn't ask him where he went.

I just pursed my lips and subconsciously asked, "If you're not feeling well, will you stay with me all the time?"

Joey was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting me to ask this.

Because I was always independent and strong. He might have been used to it. No matter what he asked me, I would always say, "It's okay."

I naturally didn't expect his answer.

Because in fact, I wanted to ask Joey more.

Is it tiring to shuttle between two women all the time?

Looking at his tight lips, I took a deep breath and said, "Just kidding. I don't need you to stay with me all the time."

Joey's face changed, and then he stiffly raised his arm and hugged me into his arms, “We are a married couple. How

could I not stay with you?"

"I will stay with you until our hair turns white and we share the same grave."

He held me tightly as if he wanted to melt me into his body.

If it were before, I might have been very moved.

But now, I have been disappointed by Joey too many times. I used to believe in this kind of oath. But now, I won't believe it anymore.

As expected, the next day, Joey only sat at home for a while and then found an excuse to go out.

After he left, I also went to the hospital to prepare for the operation.

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99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Heart

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I didn't expect that when I was discussing the abortion plan with my colleagues, I would run into Joey and Stacy again, who came for a check-up.noveldrama

The two of them were sitting on a bench in the hospital.

Stacy was looking forward to touching her belly and occasionally talking to Joey.

Joey's sharp eyebrows softened, and he occasionally responded, which was completely different from his usual indifference to me.

The colleagues around me also noticed and couldn't help but sigh, "With parents like this, their child is likely to be very good-looking."

"Probably."

My heart felt like it was pricked by a needle. I turned around and entered the operating room with my colleagues.

After finishing the preoperative examination, my colleague told me, "The baby is very healthy. You should talk to the baby's father again. Don't regret it after the abortion."

Regret?

If Joey would regret it, he wouldn't be accompanying Stacy for a check-up at this time...

I shook my head, took the abortion form, and signed on the family member's column by myself.

When the last stroke was finished, my hand was trembling uncontrollably.

Half an hour later, I lay on the cold operating table, watching my colleagues use a dilator to open the entrance and

stir the baby to pieces with an instrument before sucking it out.

Although I was given anesthesia and didn't feel any pain, my heart felt like it was being stirred.

Tears flowed from my empty eyes drop by drop.

It seemed that I heard a cute baby crying helplessly in my ear: "Mommy..."

When the last step of scraping the uterus was done, it felt like my heart was scraped empty in an instant.

I could clearly feel that the last bond between Joey and me was gone.

Joey and I had no way to turn back.

I closed my eyes and let the tears wet the pillow.

After being numb in the hospital for a whole day, Joey, who said he would stay

with me, disappeared for a whole day.

In the evening, I endured the pain and got up to go home by myself.

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And. A Dullat To His Heart

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out of the hospital, I saw Joey waiting at the hospital entrance, holding a big bunch

of roses.

Seeing me come out, Joey handed the roses to me and said, "Honey, happy anniversary."

I looked at the flowers and got into the car in silence.

In the past, whenever Joey and I met, I would chatter about the things that

happened in the hospital and the gossip in the hospital.

Now I don't speak, and the car is filled with silence.

Joey was a little restless. At the traffic light, he rarely took the initiative to ask me,

"I didn't prepare a gift for the anniversary this time. Is there anything you want?".

In the past, I wanted a lot of things, but every time I excitedly told Joey, his response was very cold.

Gradually, I also lost the desire to tell him.

I looked straight at the window and said, "I signed up for a parenting course for new parents. Can you accompany me to the class?"

Joey frowned and tightened the steering wheel, explaining, "I'm just friends with

Stacy. Don't think too much and don't be unhappy."

I didn't speak and just lightly replied, "Okay."

Joey didn't expect that I didn't care at all, and his expression also turned cold,

"Then why did you sign up for such a

class?"