Chapter 28: Caught in the Trap

Song Mi’s eyes grew darker.

Then she heard the words spoken aloud: “You’re already four weeks pregnant. The ultrasound shows the fetus is developing normally.”

For a long moment afterward, the room was so silent one could hear a pin drop.

Song Mi was truly thunderstruck.

Her mind struggled to catch up.

That night, he hadn’t taken precautions—in fact, to be precise, she hadn’t wanted him to.

But she was absolutely certain she’d taken emergency contraception.

Could the medicine have expired? That didn’t make sense.

Or was it that the man’s stamina was so exceptional that even his offspring were more tenacious? Was it possible to get pregnant despite taking the morning-after pill?

She took a deep breath and forcibly pressed down all these thoughts. “Make sure the doctor is taken care of. I don’t want a fourth person to know about this.”

Assistant Lin replied solemnly, “Understood.”

Almost unconsciously, Song Mi let her body, which had been tense until now, slowly relax. “And the Second Hospital of Jinzhou—they should have a blood sample of mine.”

Lin nodded and quickly got to his feet. “I’ll take care of it right away.”

When Lin left and closed the door behind him, the room returned to silence. Song Mi stared at the ceiling, stunned for quite some time, then raised a hand to rub her temples over and over. “Is this for real? One time and I end up with a life on my hands!”

That man… truly was toxic.

She couldn’t afford to touch him.

And yet, in the ambulance earlier, she’d inexplicably said those words to him.

At the time, she’d been lying flat on the stretcher, the ambulance’s siren wailing, the vehicle speeding through the night, leaving her a little dizzy from the swaying.

He was right there, within arm’s reach.

After the doctor assured them her vital signs were stable, the tension finally eased from his face.

She caught that change perfectly.

When his eyes met hers again, she crooked her finger at him. He obediently bent down, bringing his ear close to her lips.

After blowing gently against his ear, she whispered for only the two of them to hear, “Lawyer Wen, interested in meeting again?”

Because they were so close, she was certain his breathing faltered for a moment.

Before she could count to five, he turned his head, calmly giving her a once-over from head to toe. His eyes grew faintly amused, as if to say, “Are you sure you can handle it?”

Clearly, he had already recognized her as the woman he’d spent that night with.

In that instant, it was as if electricity crackled between them.

Silence spoke louder than words.

Just then, his phone rang again—it had sounded before, but this time, it was even more persistent.

Thinking back, she genuinely felt grateful for that call.

Otherwise, if he had accompanied her to the hospital, he would have been just as shell-shocked as she was now.

What had been an affair between two consenting adults had taken an unexpected turn.

She was determined not to keep the child.

A woman with no future, who couldn’t even maintain a relationship, much less raise a child—what hope was there?

Since that was the case, why let him know and add needless trouble?

—After all, it was a living, breathing life.

…

Outside the ward, Assistant Lin, just off the phone, turned to see Lawyer Wen approaching with a bouquet of fresh flowers.

A white shirt paired with black trousers, his suit jacket draped casually over one arm, his features refined, his bearing extraordinary.

Even from the perspective of another man, this one deserved to be called a dragon among men.

As a chief assistant earning over a million a year, Lin neither speculated about his boss’s personal affairs nor showed any emotion toward anyone around him. “Lawyer Wen.”

Wen Yanli glanced toward the ward door. “Is it convenient?”

“The chairman just woke up,” Lin replied with a slight nod. “I’ll go order some food.”

As Lin walked past, Wen Yanli looked down at the bouquet in his arms.

The fiery red, slender petals were dotted with tiny beads of water, making them appear all the more crystalline and bashful.

Honestly, if she hadn’t happened to be in the hospital, he wouldn’t have brought these flowers.

After all, in his twenty-seven years of life, this was the first time he’d ever given flowers to anyone.

It left him feeling somewhat… ill at ease.

Yet he didn’t change his mind, because he genuinely wanted to see for himself what exactly this unusual feeling Song Mi stirred in him was.

He lowered his gaze, the faint crease between his brows vanishing, and quickly raised his hand to knock on the door.

…

“Come in,” Song Mi called, just emerging from the bathroom. Seeing him push open the door, she simply stopped where she was. “Lawyer Wen, surely you haven’t come to accept my invitation this quickly, have you?”