Noble Marriage-Chapter 51 - What to Do If You Get Pregnant

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51: Chapter 51 What to Do If You Get Pregnant

51 -51 What to Do If You Get Pregnant

The more entangled she became, the less tranquil her heart was, and the more she found herself entangled with him.

All she wanted was for the contract period to end, then to gain her freedom, and return to her own life.

She genuinely worried that when the time came to leave, nothing would be the same anymore…

In fact, ever since Xiaocong came into their lives, she and Rong Shaoze were forever linked, inseparable.

So she shouldn’t overthink it; she should just take things one step at a time.

As long as she could maintain a whole heart and come out unscathed, that was enough.

However, these past few days, she felt a bit anxious because she suddenly remembered that she forgot to take her birth control pill one day.

What if she became pregnant?

First of all, Rong Shaoze would not want the child; he had said that she wasn’t worthy of bearing his offspring.

Secondly, she didn’t want another child either.

One Xiaocong was enough for her; she wanted to give all her love and care to just Xiaocong.

She simply didn’t have the extra energy to look after another child.

Lin Xinlan hadn’t mentioned this to Rong Shaoze; she was secretly fretting over it herself.

Fortunately, a few days later, her period arrived, and she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that perhaps heaven was still on her side.

Since she was on her period, Rong Shaoze couldn’t touch her.

And Shaoze was not the sort to remain chaste for anyone.

If he found a woman he liked and deemed suitable, he wouldn’t hesitate to pursue her.

For two consecutive nights, he didn’t come home.

Rumor had it that he had a new love interest, but Lin Xinlan didn’t know who she was.

She wasn’t concerned with all that.

It was even better when Rong Shaoze didn’t come home; she had her peace and leisure.

Lin Xinlan’s menstrual cycle was often irregular.

Whenever she had her period, it would last quite long—others were usually done in four to five days, but hers often dragged on for seven to eight days.

Sometimes, it was on and off, even stretching to the tenth day.

On the fourth evening, Rong Shaoze finally came home.

He walked into the living room, casually threw his car keys on the coffee table, and sat down beside Lin Xinlan.

Lin Xinlan was watching TV.

Seeing him return, she greeted him indifferently, “You’re back.”

He leaned closer to her, resting his head on her shoulder, his breath tickling her neck in intermittent puffs, which felt quite uncomfortable.

Lin Xinlan shifted her shoulders uncomfortably, but Rong Shaoze irritably said, “Stop moving, let me lean on you for a bit.”

She stopped moving, but her body stiffened and couldn’t relax.

Lin Xinlan was watching a palace drama series.

The women in the imperial harem fought tooth and nail, creating an intense, tension-filled atmosphere that couldn’t help but make one feel anxious.

She was engrossed in the show when Rong Shaoze started watching along with her for a while, then scoffed and laughed, “No wonder you’re so shrewd; you learned it from this, didn’t you?

I notice you women never tire of scheming and intrigue.

Tell me, after all their struggles, what do they really gain in the end?”

His tone was full of disdain, a male chauvinism toward females.

One thing Lin Xinlan couldn’t stand was men who looked down on women.

She couldn’t help but retort lightly, “Women fight and scheme, but isn’t it all directed by men?

You men just like watching women fight over you, vying for attention; it satisfies what you call your vanity.

In the end, aside from stroking your ego, what else have you gained?

How many of you truly understand and cherish a woman’s genuine love?”

Rong Shaoze looked up at her, a hint of a smile on his lips, “Why do I get the feeling there’s a hint of sour grapes in your words?

Could it be that you’re jealous because I haven’t touched you these past few days?”

Lin Xinlan frowned slightly, “You’re overthinking it; I was simply speaking to the matter at hand.” freewebnoveℓ.com

Rong Shaoze obviously didn’t see it that way.

He believed that women easily fall for a man, especially a man like him.