Chapter 2

Chapter 2

After coaxing Zhou Yi’an to sleep, I pulled up Zhou Shiyu’s number.

I hesitated for a long time but still didn’t make the call.

Zhou Shiyu and I had been separated for six years.

At first, we both thought we could fight fate.

Back then, my family had suddenly gone bankrupt. The Zhou Family broke off our engagement and arranged for Zhou Shiyu to be engaged to Xu Qingli behind his back.

For my sake, he recklessly broke off his engagement with Xu Qingli.

He even gave up his status as the heir. He endured a brutal punishment from Old Master Zhou and couldn’t get out of bed for half a month.

Seeing my tears, he endured the pain and coaxed me in a low voice with a lazy smile.

I thought things would get better.

The bankruptcy would be resolved, Zhou Shiyu would be fine, and the future would be bright.

But it wasn’t.

Zhou Shiyu and I got married in secret, hiding it from everyone.

Perhaps because of Zhou Shiyu’s unwavering commitment to me from beginning to end, I never once thought about not having the baby after I got pregnant.

Until the eve of the birth.

I endured the pain and called him repeatedly for a long time, but Zhou Shiyu never picked up.

A neighbor took me to the hospital. When I woke up, I saw a cold and indifferent Zhou Shiyu.

I didn’t know how a person could change so drastically overnight.

So much so that his gaze toward me was filled with nothing but strangeness and disgust.

Xu Qingli visited me once.

From her mouth, I learned the truth about this world.

Because the System was deployed at the wrong time, by the time the late Female Lead appeared, the Male Lead had already developed feelings for someone else.

As the price for correction, the Male Lead’s mistaken feelings began to invert.

However much he loved me before was how much he hated me now.

Xu Qingli looked at me with pity and compassion. Before leaving, she asked in a low voice, “Have you ever thought about what will happen to your child in the future?”

I froze, feeling lost.

I didn’t know who to hate anymore.

Should I hate Zhou Shiyu? But he couldn’t even understand his own feelings.

Should I hate fate? But even if I did, so what? I couldn’t change anything.

At that time, my parents were in a car accident on their way to visit me at the hospital. they were unconscious and would likely remain in a vegetative state for the rest of their lives.

I was on the verge of a breakdown. Xu Qingli’s words kept looping in my head, and I felt that this bastard world was just so, so exhausting.

When I pushed open the window and looked down, the child by the hospital bed suddenly began to wail loudly.

In my dazed state, I thought: if I die, what will happen to him?

Will this world allow his existence?

Will he be mistreated by Xu Qingli?

Or will he be like me, loathed by Zhou Shiyu, forced to endure countless grievances in solitude, only to die quietly while everyone else hopes for his end?

I began to tremble all over. I returned to the bedside, my hands shaking as I reached for his neck.

I wanted to take him with me.

At that moment, he stopped crying. His red-rimmed eyes stared at me expectantly, as if no matter where he went, he wanted to stay with his mother.

It wasn’t until the nurses and bodyguards sensed something was wrong and burst through the door, shoving me away, that I snapped out of it.

I looked down at my trembling hands, suddenly realizing what a ridiculous thing I had almost done under Xu Qingli’s suggestion.

The news quickly reached the Zhou Family. Old Master Zhou demanded to see me and began a custody battle for the child.

I didn’t ask for anything. I discarded the Zhou Shiyu who loathed me, gave up custody, and signed the divorce papers without hesitation.

I only asked for two million.

In my youth, I never knew the taste of sorrow.

The former Miss Jiang, who used to spend millions on a whim, was now driven to a dead end over a few thousand dollars in hospital fees.

From beginning to end, Zhou Shiyu never appeared.

He loathed me so much that he wasn’t even willing to give me a single glance.

So, I accepted my fate.

I let go of the entangled feelings and even gave up the child.

I let him go, and I let myself go.

It wasn’t until a soft little ball of a child burrowed into my arms that I snapped back to reality.

Zhou Yi’an whimpered with his eyes closed, curling up in my arms like a soft dumpling. He had finally found a comfortable position and was sleeping soundly.

He gripped the hem of my shirt tightly and uneasily, as if afraid I would disappear the moment he opened his eyes.

I looked at that young, innocent face and couldn’t help but sigh softly.

If he knew his mother had wanted to strangle him the moment he was born, would he still come looking for me?

He should be running away from me as fast as he could.