Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Cheng Lydia, who had four stitches on her forehead, was not too badly injured and insisted on not being hospitalized.

Shen Ron surveyed her, still pale, and asked, “Why won’t you be hospitalized?”

“There’s no need, just go back and change your own medicine.” Cheng Lydia said indifferently.

“No, you have to listen to me.” Shen Ron held her down by the shoulders and pushed her back into bed as she prepared to get up.

“I don’t like being hospitalized, I dread the feeling.” Cheng Lydia made a scene and said unkindly, “I’ve been in the hospital since the beginning of my life, alone, without even a vain person to ask, and since that time I’ve dreaded the feeling of lying in a hospital bed, can you understand that feeling I have?”

Five years ago, when she’d awakened from her coma, it was the smell of sterile water and a room of white, cold and cruel, that had surrounded her.

She didn’t know who she was, she didn’t know if she had any family, and even the food and drink she ate was handed out by some kindly patients and nurse ladies.

Shen Ron looked at her small face that had some blood on it from the excitement, reached out and touched her hair and said softly, “It’s okay, I’m here with you.”

“Go be with your June, I don’t need your company!” Cheng Lydia couldn’t help but yell out.

The words, which she had hidden in her heart and would not let or allow herself to say, actually came out at this very moment. Had she gotten her head smashed in? Or did she turn cautious because she was in a bad mood?

Jealous of Yang June! How can I?

She stole a glance up at Shen Ron and found him looking at her as well, a light smirk under his eyes.

“I knew there couldn’t be anyone in the world so big-hearted as to allow her husband to stay overnight with another woman and bring him breakfast and toiletries.” He said.

“I’ve told you before, I’m just a cautionary tale.” Cheng Lydia looked away.

“It’s a woman’s vocation.”

“I’ll be fine on my own, you go.” Cheng Lydia turned a back to him.

“I’m not going anywhere tonight, I’m staying with you.”

“You’re not afraid of being found out?” After all, there were quite a few medical staff wondering about the relationship between the two now.

Although the area where Yang June is located is isolated and inaccessible to the general public and guarded by a man, her presence is sure to be discovered by some curious people over time.

A man circling two similar looking women would be a novelty to anyone else.

“It’s never been me who’s been afraid.” Shen Ron lost his smile.

After a moment of silence, he leaned over, wrenching her body from the hospital bed, sizing her up and asking, “What do you want to eat? I’ll go get it for you.”

“I can’t eat.”

“These people just want money, it’s no big deal, the hospital will take care of it.”

Cheng Lydia looked up slyly at him with a disinterested look on her face.

How could he see things so one-sided, so simple, and so cold and heartless? Was this man really a man who had been in the mall for so long that he had become accustomed to measuring everything in terms of money?

That’s a human life, a child that young.

She would have fainted from grief if she had a child who just disappeared so suddenly.

So in her mind, even if the other side had gone too far, it was justifiable.

She was sad, not that she had been wronged like this by the family, or what would happen later, but that she hadn’t been able to get that poor child out of the emergency room alive.

She lowered her eyelids and murmured softly, “I should have made it more serious, I should have talked the child’s parents into accepting the surgery more, seeing the child lying alone on the table with her eyes slightly narrowed, looking at me with a gaze full of desire to live. And I couldn’t help but watch as her breathing got weaker and weaker and eventually stopped.”

The child’s mother called her not a woman, called her unqualified to be a mother, and though they were angry words, they were heartbreaking. Was she really unqualified to be a mother? Was that why she’d never been able to conceive?

“I thought you’d been in the hospital for so long that you’d have seen life and death long before.” Shen Ron laughed low.

Cheng Lydia took a soft breath, she thought she was used to seeing it too, but today this poor child had touched her heart deeply, was it because she wanted to be a mother so badly?

“If it doesn’t work, quit your job and go to work for the company.” Shen Ron added.

As soon as Cheng Lydia heard this, she immediately shook her head and refused, “No, I think going to a hospital would suit me better than a company, I like this line of work better.”

She had come from a medical school and had been working as a doctor all these years and had always loved the job. Another reason was that her mother lived in the hospital and it was easier for her to take care of her by working here.

“Whatever you want then.” Shen Ron tucked the covers in for her and turned toward the door of the hospital room.

“Where are you going?” Cheng Lydia asked.

“Looking for food yeah, even if you don’t eat, I have to eat myself don’t I?” Shen Ron finished this with a smile and left the ward.

The ward was momentarily quiet as Cheng Lydia sat up from her bed, still unable to get over the shadow of the little boy’s incident.

Soon, Shen Ron returned and bought her a chicken bone congee in addition to his own fast food box lunch.

Cheng Lydia looked at him as he clumsily unpacked, at his cheap boxed lunch that looked like it was bought from nearby, could he eat such a poor meal when he was used to eating from a big chef?

“Ah, open your mouth …” Shen Ron scooped a spoonful of porridge and passed it to her mouth, smiling and waiting for her to open her mouth.

“I’ll do it myself.” Cheng Lydia reached for the bowl in his hand.

Shen Ron shifted his bowl to the side, “What? Afraid I won’t feed you well?”

“Quite scared indeed.” She blinked her big, innocent eyes.

Shen Ron blushed and protested with displeasure, “I’ve only broken a few bowls, so don’t always look at me with such suspicion, okay?”

“I didn’t not fall that time back there.” He added busily, with more than a touch of smugness in his expression.

“Yes, I didn’t drop it, but the rice was still stuck to the bottom of the bowl, and I rewashed it.” Cheng Lydia said nonchalantly.

“How can that be, I washed it clean.”

“Cut the crap and eat your meal.” Cheng Lydia forced the bowl of porridge out of his hand and gestured to his boxed meal on the table, “The boxed meal here is already bad, and it’s even worse when it’s cold.”

Shen Ron took a bite of his boxed lunch and it did taste bad.

“Is that what you usually have for lunch?” He asked.

“It’s pretty much the same as these, from the cafeteria.”

“No wonder you’re so skinny.”

“If you can’t eat, don’t force yourself, go home and have Zhang Jane make you a dinner.” The sight of him holding a disposable lunch box after never having eaten a cheap meal was hilarious and really didn’t match his status as a young master.

“It’s okay, I can eat it.” Shen Ron grinned as he sent a bite of rice into his mouth, and to show that he was well fed, the box of unpalatable food was actually eaten by him.

At night, Cheng Lydia lay in her hospital bed, watching Shen Ron pound the already small couch.

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Shen Ron slumped back on the couch, pulled the covers up, and closed his eyes, “It’s okay.”

“Are you sure you want to sleep there for the night?”

“OK.”

“Good night, then.”

“Good night.” Shen Ron reached overhead to turn off the light.

The ward was dark, and Lydia lay in her bed but did not sleep at all.

Shen Mu Mu’s outline was blurry, and she couldn’t see his expression or whether he was sleeping or not.

Just last night, he had spent the night at another woman’s bedside, and tonight he was at her bedside.

The weather is cold, and Cheng Lydia, who is already extremely repulsed by the environment, tosses and turns, and when she does manage to fall asleep, she is startled out of her sleep by a horrible nightmare.

The dream was of the poor little boy crying out accusations to her, resenting her for not giving him a chance to live, the little boy’s expectant eyes gradually forming two blood-red swirling sockets, as if they were going to suck him into the world.

Cheng Lydia sat up from the bed in a cold sweat, her forehead raw and painful, her body was shivering as she rubbed her forehead with one hand and clutched the covers with the other.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Ron rolled up from the couch and flicked on the light button, and a room of bright light poured out.

“You’re bleeding from your wound.” Shen Ron cupped her face and ran one palm over the sweat on the side of her cheek, “Bad dream?”

Cheng Lydia nodded, a look of horror still on her face, “I dreamed about that child.”

She knew she couldn’t stay in the hospital, a place she already feared from the bottom of her heart, and today she just happened to encounter that kind of thing, it was strange not to have nightmares.

“It’s okay, it’s just a dream.” Shen Ron got up and poured her a glass of water, feeding it to her himself before placing her back in her hospital bed and pulling back the covers, “I’ll be right here by your bedside, watching you.”

Cheng Lydia moved her body inside the hospital bed, her eyes starry and flooded with a faint plea under the fluorescent lights, “Come to the bedshang.”

“The bed is so small.” He laughs.

“Squeeze it.”

Shen Ron looked at the seriousness on her face as she lifted the covers and lay down in it, a one meter bed really wasn’t that big but it was much more comfortable than sleeping on the couch.

He hugged her tighter, their bodies pressed against each other.

Shen Ron always brought her a strong sense of security, and finally, she stopped shaking, stopped being afraid, and stopped having nightmares.

The matter of the little boy was quickly dealt with, Cheng Lydia was not implicated and the hospital was not at fault, instead the assailant was brought to justice.

Cheng Lydia, despite the head injury, never resented the other party from the beginning and voluntarily waived her right to sue after learning that he was being held by the police department.

In her mind, losing a child was already a painful thing, there was no need to subject people to another punishment.

Fearing further nightmares, Cheng Lydia was discharged after only one day in the hospital.

She stood in front of the mirror and surveyed herself, noticing that the cut on her forehead had healed slightly, and she carefully disinfected it with antiseptic drops drunk from a medicated cotton pad.