Chapter 6 — Pregnant With Ex-Boyfriend

Fingertips gently brushed across the collarbone. Like a spark. I bit my lip.

“You don't like me anymore?”

Ha Duat Xuyen looked at me, his throat moving. A moment later, he pulled the blanket up to cover me.

“Go to sleep.”

My heart is empty.

“Ha Duat Xuyen, what do you mean?”

"You're pregnant, I won't bully you."

This statement is extremely serious. But his hand still lingered on the edge of the blanket, his knuckles clenched until they turned white. Suddenly I really wanted to cry. Before, he wished he couldn't hug me so tightly that he could suffocate. Now even kissing me looks like I'm making a mistake. I turned around, my back facing him.

“It's up to you.”

There was silence for a long time. Ha Duat Xuyen stood up and returned to his sleeping place on the floor. I thought I would be so angry that I wouldn't be able to sleep. As a result, perhaps due to tossing and turning for too long, sleepiness came very quickly. In his reverie, he heard him sigh softly. The next morning when I woke up, he was no longer in the room. The phone was placed on the table, the screen was still on. I originally didn't intend to look. But the words in the search bar are too eye-catching. [Things to note about sex during pregnancy] Next line. [What to do if pregnant women are psychologically sensitive] Continue line below. [My ex-girlfriend always wants to leave me after getting pregnant, what should I do?] I stared at the last line, my chest felt like it was gently nudged by something. The kitchen heard the sound of the door opening. Ha Duat Xuyen walked out carrying breakfast. I raised my phone.

“Ha Duat Xuyen.”

“Did you stay up all night and couldn't sleep?”

11

I raised my phone and stared at Ha Duat Xuyen.

“Did you stay up all night and couldn't sleep?”

Ha Duat Xuyen put breakfast on the table, reached out to take the phone. I took a step back to avoid it.

“Don't be shocked, explain.”

There were light dark circles under his eyes, but his tone was still very steady.

“Just a little random research.”

“Looking for nonsense until four in the morning?”

He was silent. I looked at the search history and saw the line "What should I do if my ex-girlfriend always wants to leave me after getting pregnant?" my nose was a little stinging, but my mouth remained stubborn and refused to admit my mistake.

“You can ask me directly.”

Ha Duat Xuyen raised his eyes.

“After asking, are you telling the truth?”

I was speechless. The doorbell suddenly rang. I thought it was a food delivery, but just as I was about to stand up, Ha Duat Xuyen walked out and opened the front door. The door had just opened, Quy Van Chau was standing outside. In his hand he carried several bags of branded goods, and behind him was the driver of the Khuong family.

“Khuong Tu, aunt told me to take you home.”

My face changed.

“How did you find your way here?”

Quy Van Chau glanced around the house, his eyes carrying a smile.

“Is this place difficult to find?”

He placed the bags on the table.

"I brought you some clothes. You used to be the most picky, but now you have to stay here, how frustrated are you?"

Ha Duat Xuyen stood next to him, not saying a word. Quy Van Chau looked at him.

“Ha Duat Xuyen, you can't take care of her.”

My anger rose immediately.

“He can't take care of it, can you take care of it?”

Quy Van Chau smiled slightly.

“At least I won't let her sleep in a bed like this.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone screen lit up. It's news chat message he deliberately pulled out. A few months ago, I sent him many messages. [Ha Duat Xuyen is too boring.] [It's still more fun to play with the guys.] [For someone like him, it's okay to fall in love, but forget about getting married.] Ha Duat Xuyen also saw it. His expression did not change, but the hand hanging at his side slowly clenched. I panicked inside.

“Ha Duat Xuyen, that was what happened before.”

Quy Van Chau gently interrupted.

"Khuong Tu, I'm just afraid that you'll be impulsive at the moment. You've always been most afraid of suffering."

I grabbed the bag he brought and threw it straight into his chest.

“I like to suffer now, okay?”

The smile on Quy Van Chau's face finally faded.

“Because of him?”

“For myself.”

I finished speaking and pulled Ha Duat Xuyen's hand into the kitchen. As soon as the door closed, I immediately saw blood in his palm. The glass cup shattered in the sink. I was stunned and suffocated.

“Are you crazy? Don't you need the hand anymore?”

I held his hand tightly, but he wanted to retreat.

“It's okay.”

"You're bleeding and you still say it's okay?"

I searched the first aid box and took a cotton swab to wipe off his blood. The wound wasn't deep, but there was a bit of glass stuck in it. I bowed my head to pick up the glass shards, tears falling on the back of his hand. Ha Duat Xuyen's fingers stiffened.

“What are you crying for?”

“Leave me alone.”

He said in a low voice: "Khuong Tu, you don't have to say those words to anger him." I looked up and glared at him.

“Who said you provoked him?”

He looked at me, his eyes darkened a lot. Outside the door there was the sound of Quy Van Chau leaving. Right after that, my phone vibrated. It's a photo. Near the window in a coffee shop, Ha Duat Xuyen is sitting there. Lam Nhuy An was bowing her head and holding his hand. Quy Van Chau attached a sentence. [I protect him, he probably won't be merciful.]

12

When I ran to the coffee shop, it had just stopped raining. There were still drops of water on the glass window, and the light inside was very warm. Lam Nhuy An sat opposite Ha Duat Xuyen, holding tweezers to remove the glass fragments from his palm. She bowed her head, her movements extremely gentle. Ha Duat Xuyen did not withdraw his hand. I stood outside the door, my chest felt like it was stuffed with a handful of wet cotton. The waiter asked me how many people I was going with. I didn't answer, just walked straight ahead.

“What a coincidence.”

Lam Nhuy An raised her head, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes for a moment.

“Miss Khuong.”

Ha Duat Xuyen also looked towards me.

“Why did you come here?”

I burst out laughing.

“Is it bothering you two to catch up on old stories?”

Lam Nhuy An put down the tweezers, her tone was very gentle.

“Don't misunderstand, Duat Xuyen injured his hand, right when I was nearby.”

“Right time?”

I turned to look at Ha Duat Xuyen.

"Didn't you say it's okay? If there's something wrong, find her, if it's okay, hide it from me?"

Ha Duat Xuyen frowned.

“Khuong Tu, don't cause trouble.”

Don't cause trouble. These four words hurt more than broken glass. I stared at him, my eye sockets suddenly hot.

“In your eyes, do you only know how to cause trouble?”

Lam Nhuy An stood up.

"Your mood can't be too excited now. The fetus's condition is already unstable, and Duat Xuyen also Just because I'm afraid you'll worry."

I looked at her and suddenly felt like a joke. She was dignified and dignified, even dissuading me felt like she was cleaning up everyone's mess. What about me?