The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex - Chapter 815
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Chapter 815: He Started Crying Again
But, how could this be?
He Xiyan stared at him in dumbfounded shock. She was so surprised that she was in a daze for a while.
She knew that she had once given birth to a child since the doctor had told her two and a half years ago that she had a cesarean section done around a year ago. This would mean that her child’s year of birth would have been either 2021 or early 2022.
If she had truly given birth to her child, her child would be around three or three and a half years old. It didn’t seem possible that her child could be so big. Moreover, this child’s height and level of maturity made him seem like a five to six years old.
He was so tall, could draw so well and even read children’s books, so his motor and intellectual abilities was definitely not at the level of a three-year-old.
Moreover, if her child was still alive, why would she have wanted to kill herself before she lost her memory?
He Xiyan could not make any sense of it.
“Kid…” He Xiyan said as she crouched down. Then, she dug out a piece of tissue from her pocket and gently wiped the tears from his face.
“Don’t cry. Perhaps your father had mistaken me for someone else. I might only look somewhat like your mother. Don’t worry, I won’t chase you away. Could you let me know your father’s phone number? I’ll drop him a call and get him to pick you up,” she said.
She didn’t know how else she could comfort this child who had mistaken her for his mother. She really liked this child but she didn’t think that this could be her biological child.
If this child was her biological child, she wouldn’t have wanted to kill herself. No matter how much she was suffering before she chose to commit suicide, she would have perservered on for the sake of her child.
Yuan Yuan who had been sniffling in a corner suddenly burst into tears once more. He pushed her hand on his shoulder away and sat angrily on the floor as he wailed loudly.
“Wah…” Yuan Yuan’s sobs got even louder and his eyes were red and swollen. He didn’t make any attempt to defend himself but he cried so hard that it was as though someone had bullied him.
He Xiyan was at a complete loss.
Her face turned pale and the child’s sobs were like needles that pricked at her ears and made her feel as upset as he was.
She felt her heart constrict in pain.
“Yuan Yuan…” He Xiyan finally called him by his pet name and pulled the child to her. She stroked his back in an attempt to comfort him and said, “Don’t cry. I promise I won’t try to contact your father. You may stay here if you wish to do so.”
She didn’t understand why he was sobbing so hard when all she said was that he had mistaken her for someone else and wanted to contact his father. She didn’t expect him to be such a sensitive child when he had been so well-behaved earlier.
She suddenly frowned and thought that there was a possibility that the doctor had given her the wrong diagnosis. The scar left from the cesarean section on her belly might have been from five years ago. The doctor might have made a mistake by saying that it was from less than a year ago.
Was this child truly hers?
She was overcome with emotions and looked intently at Yuan Yuan once more. This child didn’t really look like her and she couldn’t spot any resemblance to her from his looks. However, this child looked somewhat like Mr. Mo from yesterday and she noticed that the resemblance was exceptionally obvious when she looked intently at his nose and eyes.
“Mom…” Yuan Yuan gradually stopped sobbing when he heard his mother call him by his pet name. He lay sprawled out on his mother’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around his mother’s neck, and refused to let go.
He Xiyan allowed him to hold her and she also reached out to wrap her arms around him.
She decided that she would bring him to the central hospital at Ming City after the Lunar New Year was over to do a maternity test.