Sweet Wife in My Arms

The empty darkness of the night had finally veiled across the sky, but the break of dawn was still hours away.

When tomorrow arrives...

Will the sun still rise?

Will the dawn still come?

Will I still be alive?

When Yan Huan weakly opened her eyes again, she was still in the same posture as the one she was in initially. The intense pain in her waist remained, so even a normal gasp of air would send an excruciating pain to her ribs, as though a spike had pierced her heart.

It was so agonizing and unbearable, she wanted to bawl her eyes out.

She slowly placed the back of her hand on her mouth, and bit it forcefully. She did not cry, but she could not help but let out a bitter moan like a helpless little creature, as her tears cascaded down the side of her cheeks.

No one gave her any attention, and no one took care of her at all, treating her like a lifeless corpse. Maybe, they had never wanted to let her escape alive. However, Zhu Xianglan no longer came to hurt or reproach her. Perhaps, Su Muran had survived after receiving her bone marrow transplant.

She sunk her face into her hands, feeling every inch of her features as she pondered to herself. Thank goodness, it's me that they captured. Thank goodness it's me and not my Xunxun. If things had to be taken to this stage, she would at least be the one whose bone marrow was stolen, and not her beloved Xunxun.

Seconds…minutes…and hours crept by painfully slowly, as she used every ounce of her spirit to endure the pain, withstand the hunger, and forget the thirst. They did not give her any food or water, or in fact, anything at all.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, her lips began to dry and harden, even a slight twinge of her mouth would crack her thoroughly parched lips. When she licked her lips, the metallic taste of blood stained her tongue.

She licked them again, feeling the metallic taste from her bleeding lips. Her broken spirit was reflected in her lifeless gaze, as it began to gradually fade and lose its focus.

"Water… Please, someone, give me some water…"

She mustered all her remaining strength and yelled for water. She refused to die yet, as she still had three loving children. Naturally, she did not want them to grow up without a mother. She missed Lu Yi dearly, and yearned greatly to meet her children again...

Suddenly, she seemed to hear muffled footsteps approaching from afar.

Hence, she quickly raised her head, but she could not clearly see anything in front of her. It was as if her vision was clouded by a dense white mist, blurring her surroundings and stealing her sight.

Feebly, she tried to open her mouth, wanting to say something. However, her throat was completely dry and sore, and no voice could be emitted by her larynx. The pain was so excruciating, it would numb her every time she took a breath.

Suddenly, her entire body was flipped over. Her eyes widened roundly and her body trembled violently from pain, or perhaps even fear. The pain in her waist was so asphyxiating it seemingly numbed her heart. I'm… in so much pain. It's so painful, I want to cry...

She simply breathed weakly, allowing the piercing pain to cruelly rob her consciousness and her senses away.

Only the sense of pain flooded through her nervous system. It overwhelmed her senses and injected a feeling of hopelessness in her heart.

The silhouette suddenly moved. Yan Huan tried to speak up, but her words and pleas evaporated into silent moanings, as her throat was utterly gripped with pain and dryness. No, it was actually the faint breathing sounds that only she could hear.

Meanwhile, the man standing before her, was none other than Su Muran's father, Su Qingdong.

"I suppose I should at least thank you," he said. However, his words reeked with mockery and ridicule. She felt so repulsed that she thought to herself. I would save a pig or a dog, but I will never save Su Muran's life.

Also, is this considered saving lives, without asking the person's permission? This is definitely illegal and immoral. Right, how could I forget? People from the Su family have no morals. If they really do, why am I here, and why am I in such a sorry state, teetering between life and death?

She simply grinned widely with her parched lips, sneering spitefully at the man before her.

Su Qingdong's hands shivered in fear as he clenched them tightly beside him. Yan Huan's expression made him feel immensely embarrassed and apologetic.

However, humans were inevitably selfish beings. He only had one precious daughter, so he would do anything and everything for her. Even if he had to kidnap Yan Huan and her three children to save her, he would do it without batting an eyelid.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed dangerously. The passing of time was evident in his ambiguous gaze and the wrinkles in the corner of his eyes, as a murderous intent abruptly broiled in his ruthless eyes.

He lifted Yan Huan up, and promptly carried her away from the room.

Even though she was hovering in the air, the cramping pain in her waist intensified, causing her to break into a cold sweat. The suffocating pain endlessly bit at her muscle fibers, while she tightly gritted her teeth, forcing herself to stay awake. Throughout the journey, she constantly reminded herself to not lose consciousness or fall asleep. I must live on, I have to live on.

Thus, she bit her reddish lips with all her strength. The aching pain caused her forehead to break into dripping beads of sweats.

Su Qingdong thrust her into his car ruthlessly, without a care for her. Whether she was knocked down by a car or hung to death, it did not matter to him. The pain from the impact was so overpowering, it felt as though every bone in her body had shattered into pieces. As the car headed to its unknown destination, she was thrown around and constantly knocked against the inside of the car from the bumpy journey, inflicting great inexplicable pain to her body.

"Where…are you…bringing me…?"

When she gathered all her strength to voice out the question, she sounded as rough as a broken gong. The tone of her voice flabbergasted and upset her. Anyone who heard could tell that this broken voice, was in fact hers.

Su Qingdong merely kept quiet, as he sped down the road. She could not tell how fast he was driving, but she could faintly see the bright streetlights whizzing past the window. This was her first experience of the outside world in a very long time. Imprisoned by the barren walls, she had no idea how long she had been locked away. It could be half a month, a full month, two months, half a year, or even an entire year.

At that moment, she knew that she was in an equally devastating state as her previous life. She was no more than a shell of a living ghost, neither dead nor alive, neither human nor ghost.

The car accelerated forward further, but Yan Huan did not know their final destination. In fact, she knew nothing at all. However, her body trembled and shivered in fear and cold.

It seemed that it was not a journey back home, but somewhere far, far away.

Is Su Qingdong trying to kill me?

She had always known that Su Qingding would never return her to the Lu family and tell them everything. His evil character was clear as day, when she found out what he did in his past life. He had annihilated the Ye family from the Sea City, crushing the family and murdering them.

He was ruthless and wickedly merciless.

"Mister Su...?" Yan Huan tried to speak again.

"I can pretend none of these ever happened. I won't tell anyone, I promise you, I swear. Please let me return home, please?"

Su Qingdong's hands remained tightly gripped on the steering wheel, while he showed no signs of any responses.