The entire city was shrouded behind the rain curtain, and the sudden lightning in the sky cast a pale light that illuminated the entire bedroom.
Lu Niansheng knelt on the bedboat, forced forward by the brutal actions behind her, her body nearly falling apart. The moment she tried to rise, the man behind her held down her protruding spine and pushed her down.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to crawl forward but the man controlled her by grabbing her waist.
"Isn't this why you asked me to come back?" Fu Zi met bending over, grabbing her hair and forcing her to look at the large dressing mirror on the right side of the dresser. He gasped in her ear, "Lu Niansheng, look at your vile and degenerate self, do you think you're fit to be Fu's young lady?"
Fu Zi's humiliation of her on the boat was not the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. Lu Niansheng thought she had gotten used to it, but the pain in her chest was still raw and bloody. When she saw the blurred entangled bodies in the mirror, the lightning made her see clearly.
The man behind her no longer looked cool and suave like he usually does. He could perfectly be described as monstrous, and the way she was being suppressed by him, her absolutely weak posture pricked at her eyes.
She closed her eyes, her smile twisted: "Even if I'm not worthy, I already am..."
Her words fell off in another wave of assault, he purposefully exerted a great deal of force. While he was letting off steam, she was undergoing endless torment.
Lu Niansheng thought she would die under his body, but that turned out to be false. Half of the long night passed and the rain outside the window eased off, ticking lightly against the glass. Fu Zi left her and lit a cigarette.
The cigarette smoke lingered in the silence of the room. Lu Niansheng's whole body ached. Like a broken doll, she lay flat on the bed, gazing out of the window, Fu Zi's deep voice rose after a long time.
"Lu Niansheng, I have never seen a woman as shameless as you. Does this kind of marriage make sense?"
She did not move, nor speak.
"It would be better for everyone to sign the divorce agreement sooner."
Fu Zi had said this more than once. Lu Niansheng felt somewhat numb and got up wordlessly, dragging her bruised body towards the bathroom.
After bathing, she returned to find the bedroom empty, Fu Zi was nowhere to be seen. But the room still smelled of the aftermath of their encounter, mixed with a faint aroma of tobacco. Touching her belly, Lu Niansheng moved forward slowly. Each step she took caused pain between her legs, feeling like a stab in the heart. Hearing the engine sound outside the window, she instinctively looked out.
The black Ferrari broke through the rain curtain and sped off, like a released arrow. She stood there dumbfounded for two seconds, her heart as if frozen.
Fu Zi Yu was in such a hurry that he couldn't even stay for a single night.
A moment later, she chuckled in self-mockery, just about to return to bed when her steps faltered.
A surge of warmth welled up between her legs. She reached down and felt the stickiness. Under the moonlight, she saw bright red on her palm. Her face went deathly pale instantly.
Her period was still far off.
Lu Nian Shen ended up in the city hospital in the middle of the night. By the time the checkup was over, it was already four in the morning. The doctor looked at the results with a frown.
“Why didn’t your husband come?”
Lu Nian Shen answered, "He was tied up with business."
The doctor glanced at her, a strange look in his eyes. "What kind of father will he be like this? Nearly lost his own child!”
Lu Nian Shen froze at his words, "Doctor, what...are you saying?"
"You are pregnant. The fetus is already three weeks old. The bleeding was a sign of a threatened miscarriage. I suspect," the doctor coughed and continued, "it was due to sexual activity, too vigorous, most likely it has caused a disturbance."
