Renewal Of Love

Chapter 15 Without The Company Of Her Husband

"Ahem..." As she briskly stood up from the sofa, Cherry coughed before she could speak.

Her face was awfully pale. With her hands covering her mouth, each cough made her shoulders

tremble. She appeared so fragile and in need of protection.

Kevin walked over in a flash and laid an anxious hand on her shoulder to make her sit down. Frowning,

he asked gravely, "Why did you cough?" He quickly touched her forehead to feel the temperature.

"Have you caught a cold?"

Cherry put on a displeased pout before taking his hand off. "I don't have a cold, but... Ahem, this is the

soup I made early this morning. Eat it while it's still hot."

As he looked at her pallid face, Kevin's frown deepened and his voice grew louder. "Just let the cook

take care of it. Why do you get up so early and get yourself sick?"

"I'm worried about your health," Cherry answered in a pitiful tone. She gazed at Kevin with big watery

eyes, as if she was the one who was wronged.

Unable to blame her once more, he sighed. "I'll send you to the hospital."

"You know how much I hate hospitals..." Letting go of his hand, Cherry lowered her head wistfully.

Kevin couldn't stand to see her like this. He grabbed her hand and said firmly, "I'll go to the hospital with

you."

He knew that Cherry didn't like hospitals, as her mother had died in one.

At that time, she had been involved in an accident in the attempt to save Kevin's life. He felt

responsible for taking care of Cherry.

Anne found it hard to relax as she was not used to it. Watching the changing scenery outside the

window, she felt uncomfortable.

What was Kevin hiding in his dream last night? She was curious.

Soon, the car pulled over in front of the Feng Family's private hospital. Trees were hovering on both

sides of the building making it look more like a dignified school than a hospital. This made patients less

nervous.

Although the outpatient department was huge, there were still many patients waiting in line.

Fearing that the people passing by might bump into Anne, both Emily and Sam stood by her side

protectively.

Their nervousness made Anne want to laugh. She was really not used to being treated like this.

"Honey, slow down." As she headed upstairs, Anne saw a man tenderly taking care of his pregnant

wife.

The woman's belly was enormous, but Anne couldn't tell how many months she had been pregnant so

far. Judging from the smile brightening up her face, she seemed ecstatic to become a mother.

Suddenly unable to take her eyes off, Anne saw that Kevin was protecting Cherry, who was

wholeheartedly in his arms. The affection in his eyes was obvious.

It was ridiculous that her husband came to the hospital with a mistress instead of accompanying her for

her prenatal checkups.

A few seconds later, she averted her eyes coldly.

"Anne... Ahem..." Anne intended to walk past them with indifference as if she hadn't even seen them.

However, things didn't go as planned. Just as Anne was about to move past them, Cherry called her.

Even so, she could have still pretended not to hear it.

But Cherry wouldn't let go. As though she had been bullied by Anne, she sounded like she was on the

verge of tears. "Anne... Are you mad at me? I didn't know you would come to the hospital for a prenatal

check-up today. If I knew it, I would have definitely not let Kevin accompany me. He is the father of the

baby. He should be with you and spend more time with the child."

"Enough!" In a burst of anger, Anne threw Cherry a glacial glare and added, "I don't need him."

Her heart was as cold as ice. Then how could it still hurt so bad?

As she stared at Cherry, her weak shoulder shuddered suddenly.

Cherry's skin was pale under the sharp gaze of Anne's eyes. It was obvious who was the stronger of

the two. Cherry was the victim.

Sure enough, Kevin was fooled.

He immediately stood up for Cherry, placing himself protectively in front of her. "Come pour out your

anger on me. How can you take it out on a sick person?"

With a piercing stare, he stood imposingly before Anne. Her coldness was nothing compared to his.

"Then please get out of the way." Anne looked away emotionlessly and walked on.

"You..." Kevin was so furious that his veins looked like they could pop out from his temples at any

moment. No longer able to control his anger, he reached to stop Anne.

But as soon as he stretched his arm, Sam stopped him and said impassively, "Let's have a talk

sometime. Now is not the best moment."

His voice was light, but also full of irritation. Although his family was not as rich as the Fu Family, it was

surely one not to mess with.

His warning tone conveyed his dissatisfaction with Kevin clearly.

But Kevin would never give in, not even when he was threatened by his cousin, Sam.

Without stepping back, he looked straight into Sam's eyes.

Acknowledging the accomplishment of her plan, Cherry astutely brought her hands to her chest

pretending to be suddenly in pain. "Kev... My chest hurts a little... I can't breathe." Pulling Kevin's

sleeve, she pleaded pitifully, "Please... Can you take me to a doctor?"

No matter how angry Kevin was, he couldn't ignore Cherry's condition.

He immediately cast aside his wrath and lifted her up. "Don't be afraid. I'll take you to the doctor right

away!"

Cherry feebly snuggled up in Kevin's arms, as if she was a willow twig trembling in the wind. As Kevin

strode past Anne, Cherry gave her a wicked smirk.

Anne kept her calm as if she hadn't seen anything. But the hot-blooded Emily couldn't stand to see

Cherry's smug look.

Clenching her fists, she was ready to step forward when Sam's low voice made her stop in her tracks.

"Take good care of Anne."

Those five words managed to cool her anger down a little.

Since Sam had made an appointment with the doctor in advance, he took Anne directly to the

laboratory department.

A young doctor would give her an injection. His look was neat and clean, and his smile bright. "Mr.

Sam's diagnosis is correct, but it's better to have a written test result. It might hurt a little. Just hang in

there."

The cold cotton ball rubbed on Anne's skin, making her shiver.

"It doesn't matter." Anne sat upright and stretched out her arms. She didn't look afraid at all. On the

other hand, Emily's shoulder quivered.

"Anne, close your eyes. It's like an ant bite."

Then, Anne felt a prick on her arm as though she was bitten by an ant, and she raised her eyebrows

slightly.

She remembered that once, in high school, when she had her blood drawn during a physical

examination, someone beside her had told her, "My mother said that the injection was like an ant bite

and didn't hurt at all." This reminded her of her own mother.

That was the seventh day since her mother had left her. She missed her so much.

After coming out of the infirmary, she was alone on the pathway, walking sulkily. Then, a teenage boy

jumped out of nowhere and started walking beside her.

He was wearing a white shirt, and he kept his hands leisurely in his pockets. Raising his eyebrows, he

had jeered at her, "Are you crying? Are you crying even if it's just like an ant bite?"

She had stared back at him with red eyes.

"Well, you can let go of your hand in twenty seconds." The young doctor took out the needle and

pressed a cotton swab on Anne's arm.

Without hesitation, Emily took over, anxious to take care of Anne.

"I can do it myself," Anne pointed out.

She pressed her fingers directly on the swab.

In fact, the injection didn't hurt at all. It was her heart that hurt instead. It was as hard as iron, yet she

didn't know how she could still feel pain.

Somehow, Kevin always found a way to get to her and make her heart ache.

"Don't hand them over to anyone after you get the results. Send them to me in person," Sam instructed

the young doctor, who nodded approvingly.

"I understand."

After Anne left the hospital, she regained her calm and inscrutable expression. Even though her heart

was bleeding, she could still face everything with composure.

The road ahead was large and open, and people were keeping their distance. Yet, Sam and Emily

were still nervous and afraid that someone could run into Anne.

"Mom, this car is so beautiful. Ask dad to buy me one!" A little boy stepped toward them. Holding the

hand of a lady walking beside him, he spoke in a tender and childish tone.

His sweet smile attracted Anne's attention.

Holding his small hand firmly, the lady smiled and glanced at him dotingly. "Okay, let your dad buy you

one."

Anne's heart suddenly throbbed with anguish. Could she hold her son's hand like this in the future?

Her son would call another woman 'mom'. At this thought, she felt tears gathering up in her eyes.

She raised her head and quickened her pace.

Seeing her leave in a hurry, Emily asked worriedly, "Are you hungry, Anne? You can't walk so fast. You

have to be careful in the first trimester."

"I'm hungry. I have a stomachache." That was the only excuse Anne could find on the spot.

Walking silently beside her, Sam seemed to have sensed that something was wrong. An erratic

emotion flashed through his dark eyes.

But he didn't look into it any further. He followed her into the car and handed her the food he had

prepared.

With the bowl in her hands, Anne took two bites and felt like she couldn't eat anymore.

Sam had cooked for her some tasty and rich seafood porridge. But Anne didn't seem to enjoy it.

Although the meal had fish in it, it didn't smell like fish at all. He was a good cook, but Anne's appetite

was compromised by an unsettling feeling in her heart.

"Anne, don't you want to have any?" Emily was sitting next to Anne. Seeing that she didn't have any

appetite, she couldn't help but try to persuade her. "Even if you don't want to eat, the baby needs the

food. My mother said that even if you couldn't anymore, you needed to force yourself a little."

"Don't listen to her." Sam's voice was low but authoritative.

Before he could continue, his phone rang in his pocket.

As he pulled it out and had a look at the screen, anger and impatience started spreading in his dark

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