Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 156: Spoil You~

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Spoil You~

He approached with a fierce desire for punishment, starting off with aggression that gradually turned into a prolonged grind, leaving An Ge defenseless and begging for mercy. Her entire body went limp from his exceptional skill, and she clung to his neck to avoid falling off the water platform.

"Are you still going to test my patience?" he asked.

Grinding against her sensitivity, An Ge was tormented with unbearable discomfort and pleaded, "No more..."

"Are you sincerely repentant, or are you just saying that?"

His touch became even more ruthless, and An Ge couldn’t bear it, sobbing, "I truly mean it..."

Only then did Huo Shaoyan put some distance between them, pulling out disinfecting wipes to clean his long, slender fingers. He did it meticulously, ensuring each finger was thoroughly cleaned.

An Ge’s face burned with embarrassment. She hated herself for her current state and her overly sensitive body. Her legs felt weak, and she tried to get down from the edge of the sink, but unsteady, she ultimately fell into Huo Shaoyan’s arms.

He was impeccably dressed, while she wasn’t wearing a single thread. Apart from shame and embarrassment, she felt utterly broken.

After venting his anger, Huo Shaoyan felt a sliver of pity for her. He carried her into the bathroom, gently washing her and even going as far as to wash her hair. Once she was bathed and out, he even dried her hair.

Feeling the warm air from the hairdryer on her scalp, An Ge lay on the sofa, gazing out at the night sky, lost in thought, when the man asked, "Hungry? Want something to eat?"

Xiao Chaofeng had mentioned that she hadn’t eaten or drunk anything all day.

Exhausted after all the commotion, An Ge had no energy to spar with him further. She resigned herself to whatever he wanted.

She replied, "A little."

Huo Shaoyan turned off the hairdryer and called Qin Lang, who soon delivered a late-night snack.

An Ge slowly ate the wontons.

Huo Shaoyan stepped out onto the balcony for a smoke.

By the time he returned, An Ge had finished the bowl of wontons and crawled onto the bed.

[After smoking, Huo Shaoyan went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, waiting until the last of his irritation subsided before returning to bed.]

Once he laid down, he pulled the woman who was far from him into his arms, his thin lips pressing against her ear, whispering softly,

"If the children aren’t mine, you should terminate the pregnancy. I will pamper you."

Pampering a cat or a dog was still pampering, but it wasn’t love.

An Ge knew he saw her as nothing more than a toy.

She remained silent for a long time before stubbornly saying, "The babies are moving in my womb; I won’t terminate the pregnancy."

The air turned ice cold with silence, and the man, who had held her close, turned away and separated their covers.

In that moment, An Ge’s heart felt colder than the chill beside her.

She wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, closed her eyes, and drifted into an exhausted sleep.

Regarding the decision to terminate the pregnancy, after that night, neither of them brought it up again for nearly a month.

[The next day, An Ge left Lin’an City with Huo Shaoyan.]

By midday, they had reached Jingcheng.

An Ge disembarked from the private plane, glancing at the man who remained seated inside, not intending to get out. She wanted to ask him something, but held her tongue.

At that moment, he lit a cigarette, his gaze indifferent as he took a call, likely from Fu Rou.

The conversation lasted about five minutes before ending.

Soon, the aircraft’s gangway retracted, and the plane quickly turned into a small white dot as it flew overhead.

They hadn’t exchanged a word the whole time—not even a glance.

An Ge coolly withdrew her gaze and climbed into the black car that came to take her into the city.

Qin Lang was driving.

Qin Lang said, "Madam, the master wishes to take you back to Fengqiao Villa." He paused. "Of course, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to."

An Ge turned to watch the receding scenery out of the car window before speaking quietly, "Take me to Yu Garden, please."

Qin Lang agreed, then offered information, "Master’s grandfather is celebrating a big birthday soon. That’s why he’s gone back to the Imperial City to wish the old gentleman well."

An Ge responded with a quiet acknowledgment, then, after a few seconds of silence, unexpectedly asked, "Is An Baoying going to be there?"

Qin Lang hesitated for a moment, then said,

"Probably not. You are the legally recognized wife of the master. Even if the master were to bring a partner, it wouldn’t be another woman. That would be unseemly."

An Ge said nothing further after that.

[When the car arrived at Yu Garden, An Ge opened the door to get out, and Qin Lang hesitated before saying,]

"Madam, tomorrow is the fifteenth; are you in good health?"

He was implying it was time to draw blood again.

An Ge placed her hand on the door handle, looked calmly at Qin Lang’s concerned gaze, and asked, "How much do they need this time?"

Qin Lang thought for a moment and replied,

"According to the agreement, the third time requires 300 milliliters, but due to your frailty, the master suggested starting with 200 milliliters."

An Ge pressed her lips together and said, "I’m not feeling well lately. After having a high fever, I’m completely exhausted. Could we postpone it until the end of the month?"

Qin Lang was in a difficult position and said,

"If we postpone it to the end of the month, the previous two blood draws will have been in vain. Madam, it cannot be interrupted. Otherwise, we have to start counting from the beginning."

An Ge got out of the car.

[The outdoor temperature was nearing zero, and despite the sunny weather, it was cold to stand outside.]

She rubbed her icy hands together for a while before speaking to Qin Lang, who had also gotten out of the car,

"What exactly is his illness? Can you tell me?"

Qin Lang thought about it and replied,

"The master was kidnapped by human traffickers and sold to a mercenary group as a child soldier. Later, he was sold to an illegal biochemistry base for live genetic alterations. Continuous inhumane modifications resulted in a rare illness. Experts from Huo’s Biomedical Group have said that his lifespan won’t exceed thirty unless treated with golden blood serum..."

Qin Lang explained a lot of technical stuff that An Ge didn’t understand.

But she grasped the main point: if she didn’t provide blood treatment, Huo Shaoyan might only have two years left to live.

For reasons unknown to her, upon learning this truth, An Ge felt a deep-seated reluctance for Huo Shaoyan to die young.

Therefore, after Qin Lang finished speaking, she quickly gave her response,

"Take as much as you need. Bring the people to Yu Garden to find me tomorrow."

An Ge said this before turning and walking away.

Upon returning to Yu Garden, she received a call from Xiao Ye.

"Are you back?"

An Ge grunted, "He had chased me all the way to Lin’an City; I had no choice."

Xiao Ye muttered some curses about Huo Shaoyan before getting to the point,

"I’m in Jingcheng too. I’ve handed the kid’s sample over to the DNA Medical Center, and we should have results in two or three days."

An Ge thanked him, and Xiao Ye said, "I don’t want a verbal thank you."

An Ge asked, "Then can I... treat you to a meal?"

Xiao Ye responded, "Sure, but I want to eat what you cook."

An Ge thought for a moment, "Alright."

Xiao Ye added, "But you’ll have to wait until I get back."

An Ge frowned, "Are you going on a trip?"

Xiao Ye explained, "The Fu family’s patriarch is turning eighty, and my grandpa’s an old war buddy of his. The Xiao family wants to arrange a marriage with the Fu family from the Imperial City, but my uncle, Xiao Chaofeng, firmly opposes it. My grandpa and dad roped me into it, so I have to make a trip to the Imperial City."

An Ge acknowledged, "Okay, I’ll wait until you’re back from the Imperial City."

After ending the call with Xiao Ye, Huo Shaoyan’s call came in.

Considering how they hadn’t exchanged a word when they parted ways, she found the timing of his call somewhat ironic.