Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 966 - 967: Pregnancy (Part 3)

Reaching out to touch beside her, there was no one. She became much more alert and fully opened her eyes; the space next to her was empty, with no trace of the man.

Where is he? What time is it? Did he go to work again?

Ji Anning scrambled up, rubbed her eyes, and reached out to adjust the light to see the time. Her gaze unintentionally swept to the balcony, and her heart clenched tightly.

Ji Chicheng was asleep at the desk, the computer still on and had switched to screen saver mode.

She hurriedly threw off the covers, got out of bed, and walked over barefooted.

"Uncle."

She intended to pat Ji Chicheng and call him to sleep on the bed but accidentally touched the mouse with another hand, deactivating the screen saver on the computer.

The screen lit up, and Ji Anning glanced at it, her heart stinging again.

The screen showed a pile of webpage links: "What are the chances that a child born of close relatives will be deformed or disabled? Is there any chance of them being completely normal?"

The links he had clicked on mostly gave similar answers: the possibility of children born from close relatives having deformities and congenital disabilities are high, and they are very likely to die prematurely.

Ji Anning flipped through page after page, questioning if there was no mention of normalcy at all. Is there truly no possibility of being normal?

She refused to believe it, but any site certified by a doctor said the same thing. A few mentioned leaving it to luck, but they were not doctors.

Her eyes reddened, and by the end, she was nearly collapsing inside. She released the mouse, bent over, and hugged Ji Chicheng tightly, pressing her face against his back.

"Uncle."

A trembling voice, with tears streaming down.

"Why are you crying?"

Ji Chicheng woke up, his hoarse voice penetrated through his back, reaching Ji Anning’s ears.

Ji Anning bit her lip, choking with sobs that made her unable to speak.

Her tears soaked through the bathrobe, and Ji Chicheng could feel the dampness. He slowly straightened up, turned to hug Ji Anning’s waist, letting her sit on his lap. He helped wipe her tears while trying to comfort her in a joking tone, "A painless abortion shouldn’t hurt that much, so there’s no need to be afraid."

Ji Anning cried out, "I don’t believe there’s no miracle."

Her eyes, swollen and red from crying, made Ji Chicheng’s heart ache, and he tenderly kissed her, "Having just Fenfen is enough for us."

At this moment, no comforting words could reach Ji Anning. She shook her head, "But... but that’s our child."

Ji Chicheng frowned, "Aren’t you ashamed, the test results aren’t even out yet, and you’re sure there is a child?"

He faintly smiled, a trace of tenderness curling at the corner of his lips.

Ji Anning hugged him tightly, "I’m sorry, Uncle."

Ji Chicheng patted her back, "Silly, what do you have to be sorry for?"

They need not say sorry to each other because this was a choice they both made.

"Look at Xin Xiaoxiao’s father, he dotes on her, but he still had a son outside, he still wants a son."

Ji Anning’s choked voice, intermittent.

Ji Chicheng’s face darkened, "Ji Anning, don’t be so difficult."

He gritted his teeth, giving Ji Anning a harsh warning, yet he pushed her away, then kissed her lips with a punishing attempt to discipline her.

...

If there’s none, then let it be.

But if there is, to forcibly remove it, how could one bear it? How could one be willing?

To that unborn small life, and to themselves, it was cruel.

Xiang Yiqing’s flight was in the afternoon. Initially, he had already arranged all the work for the days he’d be away and didn’t need to come to the hospital.

However, he was urgently called back to the hospital by Ji Chicheng to arrange the HCG test, an early pregnancy test, for Ji Anning.