Sooner or later, I will divorce the boss

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

　　The air seemed to tense up in an instant, stretched like a string. She saw the muscles at his temples move a few times, and his face became more solemn, as if a storm was about to come.

　　So many years have passed, and she didn't feel too sad when she thought about the aborted child. But under Han Moran's gaze, she actually felt a sense of suffocation.

　　"when?"

　　His voice was tense, as if he was suppressing something.

　　"first."

　　He said no more.

　　When he married Han Mo Ran, it was the busiest time for both of them. Their careers had just started. He needed to make an effort to launch Magic, and Xia Guoan gave her several hotel management jobs at once, so she had a lot of things to do.

　　The wedding was hastily held, and they didn't even have a honeymoon or a wedding night. After the wedding, he went straight back to Shenzhen, and she was busy dealing with hotel matters.

　　It was probably three months later that she met him again. She received a call from Xiao Qi, Meng Yu's idol and Han Moyan's team elite at the time. Xiao Qi said that he was sick.

　　She thought that after all, they were already married, and as a wife, she should go and see him. She flew to Shenzhen overnight, but Han Mo Ran's condition was worse than she thought.

　　He was in a single room, with Xiao Qi and several company employees accompanying him. They were also busy, so they left as soon as Xia Han arrived.

　　Han Moyan was lying on the hospital bed with a high fever and receiving an IV drip, and he looked dazed and confused.

　　This was the first time she saw Han Moyan looking so fragile, with a pale face and chapped lips. He was lying on the bed with his head tilted to one side and half of his face covered by the quilt, looking like a child in need of care.

　　"Han Moyan, would you like something to eat?" she tried to call out.

　　Seemingly feeling uncomfortable, he frowned, raised his face from the quilt, and squinted at her for a long time.

　　"Xia Han?"

　　The voice was hoarse and dry as if it had been ground by stone.

　　"How did you become like this?"

　　He turned over and lay flat on his back, shielding the sun with the back of his hand. After a long silence, he said, "I want to succeed, and I want to succeed quickly."

　　I don't know if it was because of his illness that his mood was affected, but his tone revealed a bit of reluctance and helplessness. The full image of the flamboyant and proud Han Mo Ran in my memory seemed to have a crack suddenly, revealing a fragility and helplessness that was completely inconsistent with his character.

　　Although this man is her husband now, she doesn't know him that well, and even still feels awkward and helpless when standing next to him.

　　She felt that she should say something to comfort him at this time, and after thinking for a while, she said to him: "You will succeed, don't be too eager for quick success."

　　He didn't speak for a long time, and Xia Han thought he had fallen asleep again.

　　"I want to drink some water." He said again in a hoarse voice.

　　Xia Han went to pour him a cup of warm water and rocked the bed. She originally wanted to give him the cup, but then she thought that he was still receiving an IV, so she put the cup directly into his mouth.