My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 62 Not Pregnant

After Song Yafei left, I didn't linger and called a car to go straight home.

The painkillers weren't very effective today. When I got home, I still felt weak and had a dull ache.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Lin, I went upstairs to my room and lay down immediately.

I don't know when I fell asleep. I woke up when I felt something disturbing me beside me.

I opened my eyes, and through a blurry vision, I saw Song Yafei's face.

She was still wearing her daytime coat, as if she had just returned.

"Off work?" My voice was a little hoarse from just waking up.

I tried to get up, but Song Yafei leaned right next to me.

She was very close to me, and I instinctively shrank back a little.

Aunt Lin said you're not feeling well. Where do you feel unwell?

Because of her proximity, I suddenly woke up and sat up, leaning against the headboard.

"It's probably just a chill from the morning, nothing serious."

I was just saying it casually, because her suspicions weren't aroused by my previous hospital visits.

Song Yafei stood up, took off her coat, and asked me, "Shall we go down for dinner?"

I shook my head. "I don't have much of an appetite. You go and eat."

She probably noticed that I didn't look too good, so she didn't ask any more questions, changed into her pajamas, and went downstairs.

I lingered in bed for a while, half asleep, until I was fully awake. I was also a little thirsty, so I got up and went downstairs to get a glass of water.

When I went downstairs, Song Yafei was no longer in the living room, and Aunt Lin was clearing the dishes from the table.

Aunt Lin saw me, pointed to the leftover food on the table, and asked in confusion,

"I followed your recipe exactly, so why is she not interested? She only ate a couple of bites before putting the food down. Look at this..."

Indeed, I only ate a couple of bites.

There were still a lot of leftovers, and they looked pretty much the same as what I made.

Is it really as Aunt Lin said, that I have to do it?

I didn't reply to Aunt Lin's words, just taking it as her venting.

I went into the kitchen, and Aunt Lin came in carrying a bowl, pointing to a small cup next to her to remind me.

"Sir, would you like some ginger tea? Madam specifically asked me to make it. I was just about to serve it when you came down."

Did she ask you to do it?

I felt warm all over after drinking it.

As someone poured a glass of warm water, Aunt Lin asked softly, "Sir, have you and Madam had another argument?"

We didn't have any major disagreements, but there was always a bit of awkwardness between us.

These things were inexplicable, so I just smiled at Aunt Lin and went upstairs.

After drinking some water, I lifted the covers again, ready to go back to sleep.

At that moment, Song Yafei pushed the door open and came in.

She looked like she had just finished showering, and was already wearing pajamas. Her hair was still wet, draped over her shoulders, and the ends were still dripping water.

She left many water droplets where she walked, and water stains were left on her pajamas.

My first instinct was to grab the hair dryer, but my feet moved faster than my mind, and I had already taken two steps.

But in the end, I managed to forcefully suppress him, and he barely stopped at the door.

Unexpectedly, Song Yafei walked straight towards me and leaned against me without saying a word.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, rested her head on my shoulder, and mumbled in my arms, "Help me blow-dry my hair, okay?"

I've always been like this; I never like to blow-dry my hair after washing it.

If I don't help her, she'll just wait for her hair to air dry, and then she'll have a headache the next day.

I sighed.

Although I was determined to break things off with her clearly, I couldn't help but let it go in the end.

Looking at the tiny bundle in her arms, she couldn't bring herself to be cruel.

So, I lifted her by her bottom and carried her to the dressing table.

I sat on the stool, and she sat in my lap, leaning against me. I dried her hair while she held me tightly.

She seemed exhausted; her weight was heavy as she leaned against his shoulder.

After my hair was dried, Song Yafei clung to me, her limbs wrapped tightly around me.

Just as I put her on the bed, she took the opportunity to pull me onto the bed as well.

She's been incredibly passionate lately, always clinging to me, as if we're back in the honeymoon phase.

But I really don't want to.

She was carrying another man's child, which not only disgusted her, but also made her afraid of hurting him.

I always take extra care to protect her belly.

When I tried to break free and get up, she pulled me back again.

I propped myself up on one hand, straightened my back, and dared not get too close to her. I couldn't help but remind her, "Be careful with your stomach."

At first, Song Yafei was stunned for a moment, and then it seemed that she remembered that she was pregnant.

Then, she suddenly burst into hearty laughter, "Silly! I didn't, don't worry."

there is nothing?

Are you not pregnant?

I found it hard to believe, and even wondered if there was something wrong with my ears.

But thinking about it carefully, she's been pregnant for several months now, and we've been together for so long, but I haven't seen any particular changes in her.

I didn't experience morning sickness, nor did I have any particular food preferences, and I didn't experience excessive sleepiness.

Is she really not pregnant?

Is Yu Chengliang lying?

While I was lost in thought, Song Yafei rolled over and pinned me down.

"What are you thinking about? How can you be distracted at a time like this?"

She couldn't wait to start tearing off my clothes.

I grabbed her fidgety hand and asked again, still unsure, "Really...you're not pregnant?"

She rolled her eyes at me. "Idiot, haven't we always had measures in place?"

That's me.

She didn't want children; she wanted her career, so I let her have her way.

But what about Yu Chengliang?

Has she forgotten about Yu Chengliang?

Their tender moments?

Is it all just my imagination?

I don't know if Song Yafei is particularly attractive tonight, or if I've completely lost my inhibitions after hearing this news.

That night, we were unusually passionate; she clung to me all night.

When I woke up the next day, Song Yafei was still asleep.

Perhaps I was really tired last night.

Remembering that Aunt Lin said she hadn't eaten much last night, I got up without hesitation to make her breakfast.

While I was frying eggs, I suddenly heard Song Yafei calling my name from upstairs, her voice sounding somewhat anxious.

Then, a short while later, she came running downstairs barefoot, looking somewhat flustered.

Anyone who didn't know better would think some kind of precious treasure had gone missing.

She was just making breakfast downstairs, so why did she look like that?

I was a little confused.

However, she calmed down instantly when she saw me.

She leaned against the railing, arms crossed, looking straight at me without flinching, a faint smile on her lips.

"Men who can cook are really handsome!"

She had said this before, but now that it's coming from her own mouth, I'm wondering if she has other motives.

Then I realized that she might be trying to persuade me to stay at home from a different angle.

I took the last fried egg out of the pan and brought it to the table.

It was just the two of us eating breakfast at the table. I took the opportunity to remind her, "We agreed that I would never stay at home just because someone is handsome."