Anne washed up briefly with one hand, she wanted to take another bath, but yesterday she had a dispute with Nangong Yu, she was sweating, and she felt even more uncomfortable with her wet and greasy body at this time.

After trying twice and not taking off her clothes, she saw the blood stains faintly leaking from the gauze, and in the end, she gave up.

When he came out, the maid had already brought breakfast in.

A glass of milk, two slices of toast, a few slices of beef, and an omelette.

Anne has not eaten much since she woke up, and she has to have two things left over every day for breakfast.

After thinking about the baby in her belly and Dr. Lou's words, Anne finally ate all the breakfast, but after eating, her stomach churned, and she vomited again within two minutes.

When the maid came in to clean up the dishes, Anne was lying in front of the toilet and vomiting in the dark, so sick and sick that she wanted to vomit all her bile.

The maid finished cleaning up the dishes and went out without squinting, ignoring Anne in the bathroom.

Anne had long been accustomed to the attitude of the servant, and if language was an obstacle to communication, then this pale emotion only made Anne feel that her position as a hostess was really pathetic.

Flushing away the filthy vomit, Anne sat down by the toilet in a daze.

Nangong Yu's hostility towards this child was too obvious, although he promised her to keep this child, and although Dr. Lou also comforted her that Nangong Yu would not bother with her, but her heart was not half relaxed.

It was a mother's desire to protect.

Nangong Yu's performance was too obvious, so she persuaded herself that Nangong Yu really didn't want this child for her good health, she couldn't do it.

In addition, the only reason is that the child in her belly is not Nangong Yu's, and she is not Nangong Yu's wife.

Although her identity had been doubted, when this thought really came to her mind, the outright coldness still made her instantly break out in a cold sweat.

After some time, Anne stood up, waited for the numbness on her legs and feet to dissipate, and walked to the window.

When the curtains are opened, you are greeted by the snow and the frozen water.

There was a small bridge over the water that connected a road that led between the two villas, and the two unknown trees were tall and straight, and had lost their leaves.

Further inside should be the design of the garden or lawn, it is winter, except for the snow, there is nothing else to see, only feel that this yard is extraordinarily spacious, not like an ordinary villa, more like a manor, or maybe the architectural courtyard of this country is like this.

Seeing a figure at the other end of the bridge approaching this way, Anne lowered her eyes, collected the emotion in her eyes, and turned to walk out the door.

This is the second time she has walked out of this bedroom in more than a month since she woke up, what she said to Nangong Yu last night is right, her body has indeed not recovered well, and she has been injured for a hundred days, and now her left arm is still in a faint pain in the ribs, so coupled with the wound on her left arm, this half of her body is really useless.

When she first woke up, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and after learning that she had injured her ribs in a car accident, she had been recuperating in bed, and even ate three meals a day in bed.

Once she had recovered enough to get out of bed, she had stepped out of the room once, and it was on that occasion that she had witnessed the man's brutal methods.

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