If You Could Hear My Heart

He heard a strange man claim he was the father of the child in Xu Chaomu’s womb.

He had also fought with Nie Chenglang, he had pushed Xu Chaomu, and now, Xu Chaomu was hospitalized, and it was very likely that she would have a miscarriage…

Miscarriage, miscarriage… Such terrifying words made his whole being feel a pain that made life seem not worth living.

He had said he didn’t care who the father of the child in her womb was, but why, when he heard that bastard say tonight that he was the father of Xu Chaomu’s child, couldn’t he help but be impulsive?

Especially when that man said, “That night, it was a one-night stand with her”…

The blood within his body was boiling, clamoring, pounding as his hands clenched into fists.

If the child in Xu Chaomu’s womb really was that man’s…

The corridor of the hospital was very quiet, with the occasional nurse walking by, whispering. The lights in the corridor were on, casting a ghastly pale glow on the floor.

Patients moved about inside, the hospital at night was filled with the smell of antiseptics and a chilling atmosphere.

“Chaomu!”

He called out her name in a low voice and punched the white wall!

Fighting with Nie Chenglang earlier, he too was not lightly injured, his mouth was bruised, and just touching it was painful.

He stood in the corner for a long time, as if he couldn’t hear anything anymore except for Xu Chaomu’s weak cries of “pain”…

It was he who had pushed her…

It was he…

God knows how much time had passed when Nie Chenglang arrived. He was worried about Xu Chaomu, truly worried.

Upon entering the hospital, he saw Shen Chi, whose figure was desolate, back straight and cold, his shadow stretched very long by the light.

He walked over, standing in front of Shen Chi, not afraid to have another fight with him.

“Shen Chi, where’s Chaomu?”

Shen Chi looked up, sneered, and recognized Nie Chenglang.

“Nie Chenglang, know your place, she has nothing to do with you.”

“Yes, she has nothing to do with me, but you’re her husband in name, aren’t you? Is this how you treat her? Shen Chi, she was pregnant, and you just pushed her like that. Yes, the child in her stomach is someone else’s, so you can’t bear it, right?” Nie Chenglang rebuked coldly.

He didn’t know how Shen Chi usually treated Xu Chaomu, but everything that happened today was a disappointment to him.

Shen Chi even said, “Xu Chaomu, I will never believe another word you say.”

“If you can’t bear it, if you can’t truly be good to her, why did you take her away from me in the first place?” Nie Chenglang denied Shen Chi the chance to retort.

“Is this how you treat her, Shen Chi?”

Nie Chenglang became impulsive again and reached out to grab Shen Chi’s collar.

Shen Chi regarded him, his eyes as inscrutable as the depths of a dark pool.

This time, he made no move, letting Nie Chenglang grab his collar.

As their eyes met, sparks flew, and their gazes were indescribably profound.

Eventually, Nie Chenglang couldn’t hold back and punched Shen Chi in the face.

At that moment, Nie Chenglang’s mind was filled with Xu Chaomu’s expression of pain.

Clearly, when he was in Paris, he had hoped for her to be happy and joyous.

Clearly, she was such a girl who loved to laugh, carefree, and in her eyes, the whole world was wonderful, especially her own family and friends.

In Paris, he couldn’t bear to see her suffer the slightest hardship.

But this man, Shen Chi, what had he done!

He was prepared to fight, but what he hadn’t anticipated was that this time, Shen Chi remained silent, even when he was punched in the face, there was no reaction from Shen Chi.

After a long time, Shen Chi was still silent, not uttering a word.

Finally, Nie Chenglang let go of his hand and released Shen Chi’s collar.

“Shen Chi, think it over, whether you truly accept her and her child in your heart. If you only want her because you can’t have her, then do not hurt her again,” Nie Chenglang said indifferently.

“The matter between Xu Chaomu and me does not require your intervention,” Shen Chi finally spoke up, his voice deep and hoarse.

There was a murderous intent in his gaze that lingered, accompanying the anger, boiling within his entire body.

“I don’t want her to be hurt again!” Nie Chenglang raised his voice, “Shen Chi, do you realize how much hurt you caused her five years ago? When she fell onto the streets of Paris in a snowstorm, where were you, Shen Chi? When she was despondent all day long, unwilling to speak a word, where were you again? When she hid at home, secretly crying, you were probably laughing with your female secretary in your arms!”

Nie Chenglang was very emotional; these past events filled him with dread when he thought of them.

The girl Xu Chaomu, who seemed like she could handle any difficulty, cried secretly during those five years, and sometimes, days would go by without him seeing her smile even once.

She truly was a girl with a great personality, but some people didn’t cherish her.

“Shen Chi, five years later, that carefree, innocent, and beautiful Xu Chaomu has come back. She is gradually forgetting the pain in her heart, and you, having contributed nothing in those five years, have arrogantly and forcefully kept her by your side!” Nie Chenglang’s words were somewhat extreme, but Shen Chi fell silent.

He knew, Nie Chenglang wasn’t wrong—where had he been in those five years?

He had looked into her background, he knew she had ended up on the streets, handed out flyers, washed dishes, and done various odd jobs.

Yes, where had he been…

Those five years always remained his biggest regret.

Shen Chi became silent, and so did Nie Chenglang, who had said all he needed to say.

The corridor fell into quietness again, with the sounds of footsteps coming and going.

God knows how much time had passed when a nurse with a folder stood in the corridor.

“Would the family member of the lady who just came in please come over?” the nurse called out.

Shen Chi felt a tightness in his chest as he ran over.

Nie Chenglang followed; he hoped that everything was well with Xu Chaomu.