The Road to Rebirth: Spoiling Husband (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 96

Chapter 96

Xie Chuchen looked into the distance and saw that the Xiao residence had already been completely sealed by the authorities. The desire to take his wife back home made him feel bitter.

Due to extreme exhaustion and weakness, his body gradually started to burn with fever. He held Xiao Wan's head in a daze and staggered towards the Xie residence, which had long become desolate. However, in that moment of arrival, he finally couldn't bear the intense heat throughout his body and fell down in a sorry state.

"Wife, we have arrived home. . ."

Thinking that he could finally be peacefully together with his wife, Xie Chuchen smiled slowly. He carefully caressed Xiao Wan's pale cheeks and memorized every inch of her face with a smile.

Then, amidst Zhao'er's nervous exclamation, he slowly closed his eyes.

After Xie Chuchen fell down, the illness overwhelmed him like a collapsing mountain. He remained unconscious for several days, as if losing all desire to survive.

Seeing Xie Chuchen so weak and ill, Zhao'er cried every day, fearing that his master would foolishly abandon him and follow that wicked Xiao Wan. She had already cursed Xiao Wan, the heartless woman, a thousand times over, and even vented her anger by kicking Xiao Wan's body several times.

Xiao Wan silently stayed by Xie Chuchen's side, watching his complexion grow increasingly haggard and his body becoming weaker. He murmured the words "wife" incessantly, as if seeing the intertwining of past life's illusions and present reality, both true and illusory.

- Wife, please don't leave me. . .

--Wife, I want to give birth to him. . .

Xie Chuchen's soft call made Xiao Wan feel desolate. In her dreams, Xie Chuchen fell ill in bed, and in reality, he remained bedridden. Their symptoms were identical, as if they both carried an unresolved burden in their hearts.

That burden was none other than her and their child. . .

--I will fight for him with all my might! No one can harm my child!

Thinking of the Xie Chuchen who once swore with determination, waving his little fists, and the Xie Chuchen now lying weakly on the sickbed, Xiao Wan felt a suffocating sensation that made it difficult for her to breathe, almost unable to stand.

She repeatedly dreamed of her past life, dreaming of Xie Chuchen's various experiences. Was it a hint from the heavens, showing her how cruel and indifferent her past self was? The child she had killed with her own hands refused to forgive her, hence unwilling to be born. It gave her a glimmer of hope, only to plunge her into endless despair. . .

And what about Chuchen? Recalling Chuchen from her past life, was it because she failed to protect the child? Was it because she refused to face the fact that she carried a stillborn, so she used all her efforts to save this child?

If the child is gone, would he choose to accompany the child and sink into eternal sleep. . .

Thinking of the pain Xie Chuchen endured in his past life, Xiao Wan herself wished she could kill her past self. How did Chuchen feel about her? Did he think of her the same way Zhao'er angrily cursed her, considering her a wicked and heartless woman?

--All these years, I have been wrong. . . I should have given up from the beginning. . .

--I will never see her again, and I will never love her again. . .

Thinking of the hateful words Xie Chuchen once said, Xiao Wan's heart was filled with a sour and bitter feeling. A bloody taste gradually spread in her throat, causing her voice to tremble lightly, accompanied by a fearful and uneasy sob.