Chapter 108: I Didn’t Betray You, Please Believe Me, Won’t You?

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Runrun Shi had often asked herself why her life’s journey was filled with so much hardship and so many difficulties. It was as if she had been the one abandoned by fate itself, destined for a life of misfortune. As a child, she lived in the countryside with her adoptive parents, enduring days filled with scolding and harsh treatment. Later, when she finally was recognized and brought back by the Shi family, her biological relatives showed her nothing but coldness and disdain. Now, after a tragic night of misplaced passion, she barely managed to marry Xuezheng Xiao, only to suffer a miscarriage and betrayal, one hardship following another.

Runrun truly felt sorry for herself. She looked at herself with pity. Perhaps, never waking up again and simply dying would be the best end for her.

Clinging to this belief, Runrun remained unconscious for three full days. Ever since meeting Xuezheng Xiao, it seemed she had been in and out of hospitals frequently. But no matter how skilled the doctors were, could they heal her body or mend her shattered, broken heart? The answer was no.

So this time, she did not want to wake up. She did not want to face those people and events, she did not want to face him…

Yet, she was the one who refused to awaken, but the one anxious was Xuezheng Xiao. He repeatedly summoned doctors and nurses, asking why his wife still wouldn’t wake up. The surgery was successful, the lung infection had been controlled, and the best medication was administered—so why was this happening?

The doctors could not give a clear answer. They had to keep her pregnancy a secret while also treating her symptoms. They were in a dilemma and could only say that the patient had suffered severe psychological trauma and was unwilling to wake up.

At first, Xuezheng Xiao did not believe the doctors. He threatened to shut down the hospital if they failed to wake his wife within a few days.

But a week passed, and Runrun remained unconscious. Helpless, he accepted the fact that she did not wish to wake.

Every day, he stayed by her bedside, holding her hand gently, hoping she would open her eyes soon.

Yet, no matter how much Runrun wanted to avoid it, the fact of her pregnancy eventually compelled her to slowly open her hazy eyes on the thirteenth day after the accident.

In a daze, bright white lights flickered above her, and then many faces came into view—doctors, nurses, and the familiar face of him…

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Most terrifying was his—familiar, handsome, and deeply carved features. But who could know what mask lay beneath that face? It was as if he could both indulge and profess love to her, while simultaneously sneaking away with other women.

“Doctor, my wife is awake!”

As Runrun regained consciousness, she heard his low, hoarse voice beside her.

In that moment, she looked at him carefully.

He appeared haggard, his features sunken and pale, exhaustion etched deeply upon his face. His chin looked thinner, covered with stubble. Only his black eyes remained as dark and deep as ever.

After he spoke, the doctors and nurses immediately approached to examine her.

Lying weak and powerless, Runrun could only let them manipulate her body.

The chief physician placed a stethoscope over her heart, then shone a thin flashlight into her eyes, and a nurse measured her blood pressure.

After completing the series of checks, the doctor removed the stethoscope and sighed deeply.

Xuezheng Xiao thought this meant her condition was bad and anxiously grasped the doctor’s arm. “How is she? Is my wife’s condition not good?”

“Mr. Xiao, your wife’s lungs were infected after falling into the river. Although we performed surgery and controlled the infection, her mental state has been affected severely. She’s very weak and will need to stay in hospital for a long time.”

The doctor was also considering the child growing inside her.

Such a fragile woman, pregnant and undergoing such major surgery—the fact that the baby survived was already a blessing.

Without proper treatment and rest, if she returned home now, a miscarriage would be inevitable within three days.

But since the doctor had promised to keep her pregnancy a secret, he deliberately exaggerated her condition.

His words successfully dispelled Xuezheng Xiao’s doubts, who then nodded and said, “Then we’ll stay as long as needed—until she recovers fully!”

The doctor agreed and left with the nurse to discuss the next steps and draw up prescriptions.

The large hospital room suddenly emptied, leaving only the two of them.

Runrun lay there, eyes open, staring blankly at the stark white ceiling. Her head was heavy and foggy, unable to think clearly; only one thought occupied her mind—she was pregnant again.

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This time, she vowed to protect her baby.

With all her might, even if it meant sacrificing her own life, she would not let her child come to harm.

Xuezheng Xiao came to the bedside and found a narrow spot to sit beside her. He reached out with his long fingers and gently touched her pale, fragile face.

Runrun felt the coldness of his fingers as they lightly stroked her left cheek.

She was too weak to move; otherwise, she would have pushed him away, refusing to be touched by hands that had touched other women—how filthy.

Seeing the disgust and disdain flashing in her small eyes, he furrowed his brows deeply. When he looked at her impassive face and the light that once shone in her eyes was gone, he frowned and asked, “Does your body still hurt? After surgery, this is normal. You have to endure it.”

Of course, she had to endure it.

Even the slightest movement sent sharp, stabbing pain through her lungs.

But this time was different from before—pregnant, she couldn’t rely on painkillers the way she used to. So she had no choice but to bear it.

And she was willing to bear it.

As long as her baby grew safely inside her and was born healthy in the end, she was willing to endure anything.

Seeing her silent, he looked at her and asked again, “You don’t have the strength to speak, do you? Understandable—you just woke up and must be very weak.”

I don’t want to speak to you, Runrun thought coldly.

The next moment, his large hand clasped tightly the small hand she had placed by the bedside. He sighed and said, “What happened that night wasn’t what you think. Let me explain.”

Honestly, Runrun no longer wanted to listen.

Cheating was cheating—there was no such thing as once or many times. She no longer trusted him.

For a married couple to reach this point was laughable, even to herself.

But she was too weak to do anything but listen.

Yet, instead of a thorough explanation or a denial, he simply said gravely, “What happened that night had reasons. My presence at the hotel was accidental. But trust me, I did not betray you. Can you believe me?”