He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 219 - 212 Dont want the child abort it (first update)

Chapter 219: 212: Don’t want the child, abort it? (first update)

Chapter 219: 212: Don’t want the child, abort it? (first update)

Just coming out from the laboratory department, Wen Changling received a call from Xie Shang.

She answered.

“Hello.”

“Are you still at the city hospital?”

Wen Changling frowned, “Who told you I was at the city hospital?” She hadn’t told anyone about her schedule for the day.

“A lady I know mentioned to Madam Su that she saw you at the city hospital.” Xie Shang sounded unusually anxious, “Changling, could you wait for me for a moment? I’ll be there very soon.”

He seemed to have misunderstood something.

“Are you driving?”

“Mm.”

He was driving too fast; Wen Changling could hear the loud wind noise pouring fiercely into her ears through the phone, inexplicably causing her heartbeat to lose its balance.

“Drive slower.”

“Wait for me.”

The speed of the car didn’t slow down; the wind was still loud, making Xie Shang disregard her words as if they were nothing but whispers in the wind.

“Xie Shang,” she raised her voice a notch, “I told you to drive slower.”

Xie Shang was somewhat afraid of Wen Changling, “…Alright.”

You shouldn’t talk on the phone while driving, so Wen Changling hung up directly.

The results of the check-up hadn’t come out yet, so Wen Changling had to wait at the hospital. When Xie Shang arrived, she was sitting on a chair in the activity area outside the rehabilitation building of the hospital, wearing a jacket with a hood that was so large, it covered her entire head.

Behind the chair there was a fountain, and five or six meters away, there was a ginkgo tree. The ground that had been swept clean in the morning now had a few more leaves scattered around—fan-like leaves shaken down by the wind.

The winter sun was not scorching but rather warm and comforting. Light glinted on the ginkgo leaves, reflecting onto the water in the fountain. When the wind blew, it stirred up a layer of shimmering golden ripples.

Not far away, several patients were stretching their muscles, and Wen Changling squinted her eyes, watching them.

“Changling.”

The sun made her feel lazy, cat-like; she lifted her head languidly, half a beat slow.

Xie Shang came over to check on her condition first. Her complexion seemed fine, her face was rosy from the sun. Xie Shang sat down at the other end of the chair.

“What exactly did that lady tell Madam Su?”

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“She said you were getting a check-up in the gynecology department.”

There are many check-ups in the gynecology department.

But if the person coming is a young lady, the first thing people think of is prenatal examination.

Wen Changling dispelled the rumors without any suspense, “I’m not pregnant.”

Xie Shang visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaning back in her chair and turning her head towards Xie Shang, Wen Changling, who was sensitive to cold, would bundle up roundly during winter, “You seem quite relieved.”

He was indeed very relieved.

“You’ve told me before that you don’t want children.”

They had unprotected intercourse only twice, the first time being when they also lit too much Chinese honeycomb after breaking up, that hazy time.

He didn’t want Wen Changling to take medication, not wanting her to bear any risk at all, so he had always been very careful.

He asked her, “If you were pregnant, you wouldn’t want it, right?”

Wen Changling didn’t hesitate, “Right, I would terminate the pregnancy.”

Thankfully, she wasn’t really pregnant.

On his way over, Xie Shang also had a fleeting moment of wishful thinking—what if Wen Changling didn’t have the heart to terminate it. But more than that, he felt nervous and uneasy; he couldn’t dare to imagine the hurt that Wen Changling would have to endure.

“Did you rush over because you thought I was pregnant, to stop me?”

“No, to accompany you,” Xie Shang said honestly, sharing his thoughts, “Changling, I really want to tie you down with a child, but I couldn’t bring myself to force you into anything. I want to respect your reproductive choices more. I hope you are free, have autonomy, have the right to choose, and are not bound by any person or any thing.”

This was his upbringing, and also the greatest right he wanted to give her: the perpetual right to say no.