Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 320 It’s Getting a Bit Like a Married Couple1

Chapter 320: Chapter 320 It’s Getting a Bit Like a Married Couple1

Imprisoned, her life was ruined.

How would she hold her head high and mingle in J City afterward?

Her reputation, her future, her happily-ever-after, all vanished.

An Mingqi understood her character, stepped forward, and said gravely, "Daughter, Dad knows you value your face. Don’t worry, once you’re out, I’ll get you a new identity and you can live in another country where nobody knows your past. Dad knows you don’t want to go to jail, but if you don’t, Tang Yuchen will never let us go. As long as the An family exists, there is still hope."

The fear was that Tang Yuchen would strike at the An family, and if the An family was gone, that would be a true and complete disaster.

"Dad, I really don’t want to go... sob, sob..." An Xin clung to her mother, crying heartbreakingly.

"Tomorrow is the last deadline. We’ll beg them again and see if there’s any hope," An Mingqi turned his head away, aging significantly.

Even though the An family was of utmost importance to him, An Xin was his only child and mattered a lot to him.

But for now, for the sake of the An family, he could only harden his heart and send her to jail.

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An Ruo had hardly slept all night.

It wasn’t that she was worried about An Xin, but the tumult of recent events had left her sleepless.

The words Tang Yuchen had whispered to her that day, the matter of An Xin’s child not being his.

Now that he had exposed the video online, it was a fatal blow to An Xin.

Really, if she had known this would happen, why did she bother in the first place?

Since An Xin had reached this point today, she could only bear the consequences alone.

The sky gradually brightened.

The hospital room was silent, and An Ruo woke up early, lying awake with her eyes open.

She was a bit thirsty and wanted water, but she couldn’t reach the cup.

Aunt Zhou was sleeping in the outer room and would wake up as soon as she called her.

But Aunt Zhou had been taking care of her tirelessly every day, so she didn’t want to wake her up, hoping she could get a good sleep.

An Ruo slowly propped herself up, trying to sit up on her own.

Her back was a bit painful, and her arms had hardly any strength.

Biting her teeth, she slowly sat up. As she lifted the thin blanket, she saw her legs and suddenly had the urge to stand.

She slowly moved her legs off the bed, leaned on the wall, took a deep breath, and stood up bit by bit.

Ouch!

After just a slight move, she fell back onto the bed, her whole body aching as if it had fallen apart. The excruciating pain from her shattered knees made her vision darken and her face turn pale.

Biting her lip tightly, An Ruo didn’t make a sound.

After calming the pain for a while, she didn’t try to stand up again. Reaching for the cup, she lost her balance as she leaned forward and collapsed to the ground with a thud. She had no chance to cry out before she fainted from the pain.

"Uncle Liang, how is she?"

"The bone that was set has shifted again... but her leg... I doubt she has much chance of standing up again..."

"What are the odds?"

"...At most ten percent."

In a daze, An Ruo heard their conversation. She frowned tightly in her dream, her heart aching.

Her legs had less than a ten percent chance of standing up again, less than ten percent!

Would she really not be able to stand anymore?

She was going to be disabled, wasn’t she?