The text message was sent by Yu Mengyin. It only had four words - I had a miscarriage.
There wasn't even a punctuation mark. Just these four words rushed into Lu Xiangdong's eyes, like a sword thrust into his body.
He looked at the text message and his hand holding the phone trembled.
Yu Mengyin...she had a miscarriage
Lu Xiangdong remembered that Yu Mengyin ran to the door of his house two days ago when he picked up Lu Xiuche. He was so angry that he kicked her, which happened to hit his stomach.
Lu Xiangdong's sleepiness disappeared instantly. He even forgot about the pain on his body and rolled up.
Could it be because of his kick that caused Yu Mengyin to miscarry? If so, then he...didn't he kill his own child
Lu Xiangdong's hands were trembling, and his mind was blank for a while.
Finally, he got up and threw on two pieces of clothing, took his car keys and hurried downstairs.
Lu Xiangdong didn't have time to think about what would happen if the old man knew that he went out to find Yu Mengyin in the middle of the night. He only knew that he couldn't pretend not to know about it.
After all, the child was his. He didn't know when it came, but he sent him away personally.
Lu Xiangdong felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Although he had never been a qualified father and had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to any of his children, he was not a cruel person who could kill his own children.
If Yu Mengyin's miscarriage was really due to his kick, then he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.
In the middle of the night, everyone in the Lu family was asleep and the house was very quiet. Lu ran eastward, drove a car out of the garage, and then went straight out of the Lu family.
No one in the Lu family knew that Lu Xiangdong had left the door. He stepped on the accelerator and raced on the road. Finally, the car entered the community where Yu Mengyin lived and parked downstairs where she lived.
The house Lu Xiangdong bought for Yu Mengyin could be considered a high-end community, with a two-story duplex structure. He pulled out the car key, closed the car door and limped into the building.
After getting out of the elevator, Lu Xiangdong took out the key to the house where Yu Mengyin lived. He tried several times before opening the door.
After entering, he turned on the light and touched Yu Mengyin's bedroom. When he opened the door, he saw a wall lamp on in the room. Yu Mengyin was lying on the bed. The dim light shone on her face, making her face look even more pale and pale. Seeing Yu Mengyin's haggard appearance, Dong suddenly felt even more regretful.
He walked over lamely, called her name and grabbed his hand: "Meng Yin, Mengyin..."
Yu Mengyin's eyelids moved a few times, then she opened her eyes and saw Lu Xiangdong, with a surprised expression on her face, but it soon turned into indifference: "What are you still doing here?"
As he spoke, he took his hand out of Lu Xiangdong's and turned his head away from him, as if he was completely disappointed in him.
Lu Xiangdong felt filled with regret, "Meng Yin, how are you now... how are you now?"
Yu Mengyin's face was haggard, her lips were white and bloodless, and she had lost weight. Her body seemed to have been severely injured.
Yu Mengyin sneered and said sarcastically: "What else can you do? It's just... a miscarriage... the child is gone. You don't care about it anyway... "
Lu Xiangdong grabbed Yu Mengyin's hand and apologized: "I'm sorry, I... I don't know, it was because... the old man was here that day, I could only... I'm sorry, it was because of me, I... I... that day... "