Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 638 - 638 624 Broken Mirror Rejoined (1)_1

Chapter 638: 624, Broken Mirror Rejoined (1)_1 Chapter 638: 624, Broken Mirror Rejoined (1)_1 Still playing coy with him even now, huh?

Their little prince is born already, so he, as the father, should get some acknowledgement, shouldn’t he?

Xiya’s eyes darted about, deliberately avoiding him, “What are you talking about? What am I hiding from you? Move aside, I can’t breathe.”

A corner of Khan’s mouth curled into a smirk, his fingertip trailed along a strand of her hair as he murmured, “Let me be clear then, the child is mine, and I am its biological father. Until when do you plan to keep this from me?”

“Who said that?” Xiya’s eyes widened, defiantly staring back at him. “Don’t think that just because you saved me, you can spout nonsense. I told you already, I have a husband, you…”

“Alright then, why don’t you explain to me why our child looks so much like me? Or perhaps you can give your husband a call right now so we can sort things out.” Khan interrupted her, his gaze firmly locked on her.

“I’d actually like to see this mysterious husband of yours who’s never accompanied you for prenatal care, despite the length of time you’ve spent here in Beijing. I’m rather curious about such a cold-hearted man.”

Xiya was left speechless by his words, unable to process everything at once.

“You…”

Does the child look like him?

She didn’t notice it.

What’s he seeing? Could it be that Jian Qing and the others spilled the beans?

The two exchanged glances, the atmosphere falling into an eerie silence.

After a while, Xiya avoided his gaze and said softly, “Where does the child resemble you? Don’t flatter yourself. How can one tell who such a small child resembles? As for my husband’s absence, he is busy with work. Why should our private matters concern you?”

Seeing her still in denial at this point, a look of helplessness flashed in Khan’s eyes.

What could he blame her for? Hadn’t he brought it all on himself?

He had provoked her in the first place, and now he was reaping what he had sown.

With his calloused fingertips, he traced the contours of her cheek. His eyes filled with profound affection as he gently said, “Xiya, I know that all the mistakes in the past were my own. I was an asshole, I was stupid, but I truly know my mistakes now. It has been a long time; can you stop being angry with me?”

The sound of his deep voice was imbued with sincerity and earnestness.

“If you want to punish me, then make me your servant for the rest of my life. Let me never leave your side, let me give you a home, a home for the three of us, what do you say?”

Xiya turned her head away, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.

During this time in Beijing, regardless of how she insulted him, he would still report to her every day, monitoring her meals, accompanying her to prenatal examinations and walks, and even started sewing.

She saw his attentiveness and consideration, but never thought of reconciling with him. Having been hurt once was enough. She didn’t want to risk a second time.

However, during her abduction, on the river bank, she saw him rushing over, his full attention on her, oblivious to Daisy. When she fell into the river, his immediate reaction was to save her. At that moment, her resolve wavered.

When she passed out from drowning, she hoped that if she survived, perhaps she could give him a second chance, as well as herself.

But every word he has said now struck a chord in her.

A home, a home for the three of them.

For her, the word “home” hasn’t appeared in her life since she was ten years old.

A happy home was always something distant to her, like an unattainable dream.

And now he promised her a home. Could she believe him one more time?

Seeing her silence, Khan looked at her pale face, a twinge of distress flashing through his eyes. He didn’t push her anymore.

“Xiya, you just woke up, let’s not talk about this now. Just promise me, stop deliberately pushing me away. Let me stay with you and our child, and don’t leave without me.”

He knew the feeling of losing her once, like the end of the world.

He didn’t pressure her, all he asked was for her not to abandon him.

There was a hesitation in Xiya’s face, but eventually, a determined glint flashed in her eyes. She lifted her head and met his gaze.

“Khan, do you remember what I told you before we broke up?”

Khan paused, thinking for a moment, then suddenly, a light bulb switched on in his mind.

He hesitated for a moment before responding uncertainly, “You said that I never understood what you really wanted.”

She nodded, speaking softly, “And now? Do you understand what I want?”

The corners of Khan’s tightly huddled lips finally relaxed, curving slowly upwards. He gently took her hands, leaning down to whisper softly into her ear.

“From this moment on, I will protect your sense of security with my actions. If I fail to make you feel safe, you have my life.”

Upon hearing these words, a faint smile tugged at Xiya’s lips which had turned pale.

She turned her head, looking at the head resting on her neck, his once ice-cold eyes filled with a long-lost warmth.

With great effort, she raised her hand and slowly placed it on his back.

“I’ll remember this for the rest of my life, it’s your last chance!”

Well, she can’t seem to let go, so she’d bet on it one more time.

She’d wager everything for a shot at him—it’s either stay together for life or part forever.

She hoped he wouldn’t let her down this time.

When he saw her answer, Khan’s eyes lit up with joy. He looked up, holding her hand tightly, “So, does this mean you’ve forgiven me?”

Xiya humphed and pulled back her hand, “Don’t get too high on yourself, I just need someone to boss around for a while.”

Khan was grinning like a Cheshire cat, “As long as you won’t abandon me, it’s perfect! I’ll go get the nurse to bring our daughter to you.”

He emphasized the words “our daughter”, seeming to remind Xiya of something.

“…”

He made her seem like the unfaithful one.

And who confirmed that it was “our” daughter anyway?

She reached out to stop him before he could leave, saying,

“Wait, I have a question for you.”

“What is it?” Khan returned to her side, his face beaming from ear to ear.

She cleared her throat and asked, “When exactly did you find out about the pregnancy?”

Without her permission, Jian Qing and the others wouldn’t have revealed the truth. How had he found out?

Hearing that, the smile on Khan’s face grew wider.

“Do you remember when you caught a cold and I went with you to the hospital?”

“Huh?”

Xiya looked at him, puzzled.

She hadn’t gone to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, how did he find out?

“After we saw the doctor, you went to the bathroom. I asked the doctor about maternity precautions, and the doctor mentioned the months of your pregnancy. After I heard that, I remembered that you told me your pregnancy was a month less.” Khan explained.