When I came to Joyce Synn's ward, she was already asleep, and there was a middle-aged woman in the ward, a nurse Syliance Pane had found.
After leaving the hospital, I took a taxi directly back to the villa.
After a night of tossing and turning, it was already early in the morning when I returned to the villa, probably because of my pregnancy, I was a bit sleepy.
I was awakened by the strong smell of cigarette smoke and saw a dark figure sitting next to the bed.
I don't know when he came back, the bedroom was covered with thick smoke, the doors and windows were closed, and he still had a burning cigarette between his long fingers, I don't know how much he smoked, but from the looks of it, it was not a few.
"You're back." I opened my mouth, sat up straight and looked up at him.
He never smokes, and now he's blatantly smoking so much in the bedroom, so I guess there's something going on.
The smell of smoke in the room was so strong that I couldn't breathe, so I lifted the covers and got out of bed to open the window.
He was sitting on the sofa, and as he passed him, he reached out fiercely and pulled me into his arms, then his hands circled me tightly, with a force so tight that he was afraid.
"Syliance Pane!" Although I do not know why he suddenly like this, but I really do not like the smell of smoke full of him, struggled a few times, he did not let go.
I quieted down and looked back at him, "You've been drinking?" Just now did not pay attention, now close to him only to find that he had a strong smell of alcohol.
"Do not hate me?" He coldly popped up such a sentence, making me a little confused, looked at him, saw his brow furrowed, thin lips with fine scruff, probably too busy recently, he did not deal with.
"Hate!" I replied, reaching out to break his hands around me, trying to break free from his embrace, but he seemed to be iron-clad, deadlocked.
I was a little confused by this and looked at him, "Syliance Pane, what's wrong with you?"
"Will you take it back?" His dark eyes fell on me, perhaps because he was drunk, his eyes were a bit misty.
I didn't know what he was talking about for a moment and wondered, "Take back what?"
He looked at me, no more words, big palm exploring up, I naturally know what he is going to do.
Out of instinct I pressed his hand and wrinkled my eyebrows, "Syliance Pane, I'm Leily May, not Joyce Synn, look carefully."
He didn't say a word, he picked me up directly, and his kisses swept over me with the smell of alcohol, sharp and fierce.
"Syliance Pane, I'm Leily May! Look closely." I broke down a little and cupped my hands around his face, trying to get him to look at me.
He looked at me steadily for a few seconds with a slightly tired frown, then spat out one word, "Hmm!" The movement of the hands did not stop.
He was originally dressed in a suit, half a day of tossing and turning, wrinkled, his jacket was thrown at the foot of the bed.
I saw that he was about to get close, I snapped awake, the child in my belly, can not do so.
I violently pushed him out of bed, pulled the quilt wrapped around my body, looked at him and said, "Syliance Pane, you are drunk."
After that, I went straight out of the bedroom.
After changing my clothes, I went out, staying here, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to keep the boy.
11 The trouble
I didn't know how to deal with the recent incidents, so I went straight to Monica.
Time Bar.
Monica ordered a cocktail and handed it to me, "Why are you here at this time? What's going on?"
Looking at the hot pole dance on the stage, the deafening sound of music and screams mixed together, I shook my head slightly, put down the cocktail that I had put to my mouth, looked at her and said, "Nothing much, I came to sit with you."
"Syliance Pane bullying you again?" Monica opened her mouth and said, "If you really can't live with him, you should get a divorce. Why keep an ice sculpture for the rest of your life, are you not tired?"
I sighed as I handed her the ultrasound sheet from my bag.
She snatched the ultrasound sheet out of my hand, looked at it carefully and then looked at me with wide eyes and said, "Six weeks? I thought you and Syliance Pane hadn't slept together? How did the baby come?"
"Remember the day last month when I was drunk and Syliance Pane came to pick me up?" Snatching the sheet out of her hand, I spoke.
Her eyes widened, surprised and speechless, and she said half-heartedly, "What are you going to do now?"
I shook my head, having come this far, I was confused too.
"Fight it out!" Monica opened her mouth, "You and Syliance Pane are not the same people, the old man is gone now, you keep this child sooner or later, something will happen, why not fight, you and Syliance Pane divorce, life is so long, you can not love only one person in your life."
I was a little distracted, looking at the growing number of people in the bar, I looked to Monica, "Go for the guests, I'll stay here."
Seeing that I could not listen to a single word, she also stopped talking, gave me a blank look, and replaced the original cocktail for me with juice.
The night was getting late, and the bar was getting lively, Monica was busy and didn't have time for me, so I found a corner to sit and stare.
I looked at the men and women shuttling around under the lights, lost in thought for a while.
When the bar accident, I did not react for a while, the ear-splitting screams and noise came to me before I snapped back to attention.
It turned out that Monica had gotten into a fight with some people!