Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

The door of Xu Xiaoxiao's ward was gently pushed open, and a faint ray of light quietly slipped into the quiet space, as if even time had slowed down at this moment.

A figure came in, his steps were very slow.

Every step seems so calm and caring, as if every step carries endless emotions and concerns.

He was a very tall man, but his back was a little hunched, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

This makes him look a little vicissitudes and tired, giving people a feeling that he has been through a lot.

Despite this, he still exudes an air of majesty and confidence that makes people look at him sideways.

Du Haoran was sleeping with his eyes closed, his head immersed in chaotic thoughts.

He was suddenly awakened by the subtle sound. He looked up suddenly, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the person at the door. Fu Yanchen's eyes were dark and flashing with unknown emotions.

His eyes were deep and full of anxiety, as if they contained thousands of words, or like a pool of water about to boil, revealing an eagerness and worry that could not be concealed.

Du Haoran straightened up slightly, and with a hint of displeasure in his tone, he spoke: "Why are you here?"

However, as soon as he said this, his eyes involuntarily looked at Xu Xiaoxiao lying on the hospital bed, and the displeasure in his tone was instantly replaced by concern, as he was afraid of waking Xu Xiaoxiao up.

"Xiaoxiao, how is she? Hasn't she woken up yet? What about the baby? Is she okay?" Fu Yanchen's words were full of anxiety and uneasiness. His eyes were fixed on Xu Xiaoxiao lying on the hospital bed, as if he wanted to take in every subtle change in her at this moment.

His hands were clenched into fists, veins showing, and his heart was filled with tension and anticipation.

"Child? Fu Yanchen, how dare you mention the child? If it weren't for your promiscuity, would the child... be born prematurely? Would it stay in the baby ward and need someone to monitor it 24 hours a day? Look at Xiaoxiao, how much she has suffered because of you! But...she is fine now, you don't have to worry about it."

Du Haoran's words were full of blame and dissatisfaction, and every word was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into Fu Yanchen's heart.

His beloved sister has suffered a lot at Fu Yanchen's hands. If Grandpa had found Xu Xiaoxiao earlier, he would never have let her meet Fu Yanchen, the central air conditioner.

When Fu Yanchen heard this, his heart ached and his palms involuntarily clenched into fists.

There was a slight sound between his knuckles, and he felt shaken and remorseful in his heart.

Premature birth? Yes, Xiaoxiao’s due date has not arrived yet, so it is a premature birth.

Du Haoran felt heartbroken at the news. He could not imagine the pain and risks that Xu Xiaoxiao and the child had experienced.

His eyes became dull and lifeless, as if covered by a thick layer of haze.

He knew he could not escape this responsibility, nor could he forgive his mistakes.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his panic and self-blame, but the pain in his heart surged like a tide, making him unable to control himself.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with endless regret and pain.

He looked at Xu Xiaoxiao who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, and prayed silently in his heart that she would recover soon. At the same time, he secretly vowed to make up for this irreparable mistake with his actions.

"Fu Yanchen, you should know that the person Xiaoxiao least wants to see right now is you! What are you doing here? We in the Du family can afford to raise a child."

Du Haoran stood at the door, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment.

He looked at the man in front of him, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart.

This man who once made Xiaoxiao's heart beat fast has now become her biggest source of pain.

Fu Yanchen listened to Du Haoran's words quietly, with no expression on his face, but a trace of unconcealable pain flashed in his eyes.

He knew how much harm he had caused Xiaoxiao, and he also understood that the relationship between them had reached a point where it was irreparable.

"I just wanted to check on her...see how she is?"

Fu Yanchen said in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and pleading in his voice.

However, Du Haoran did not give him the chance to continue.

"What are you looking at? Don't you think you haven't hurt her enough?" Du Haoran interrupted him, his tone becoming more and more excited, "Do you know how miserable she is right now? She spends every day in pain, and it's all because of you!"

Fu Yanchen was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I know that I have caused irreparable harm to her, but I really love her, and I hope I can have a chance to make up for my mistakes."

Du Haoran sneered: "Love? Is this how you hurt her in your so-called love? If you really loved her, you wouldn't do those things. Do you know how much she hates you now?"

Fu Yanchen lowered his head, his eyes full of regret and self-blame: "I know that I have lost her heart, but please believe me, I will use my actions to prove my sincerity. As long as she is willing to give me another chance, I will cherish it and never let her get hurt again."

Du Hao looked at Fu Yanchen and couldn't help feeling sad.

He knew that Fu Yanchen might really want to save the relationship, but he also knew that Xu Xiaoxiao had been hurt enough and it would never be possible to go back to the way things were before.

"It's too late, Fu Yanchen. Xiaoxiao has completely given up on you. She doesn't want to see you again, nor does she want to hear any news from you. Please leave here and don't disturb her life anymore."

Du Haoran said.

Fu Yanchen stood there, staring silently at the person on the hospital bed, his heart filled with endless regret and pain.

He knew that he had lost Xiaoxiao's trust and love, and it would be harder than climbing to the sky to win her heart back.

But he did not intend to give up. He decided to use time to prove his sincerity and use practical actions to make up for his mistakes.

Although the future is bleak, he still wants to try hard, because only in this way can he live with peace of mind.

"Fu Yanchen, if you are still a man, let Xiaoxiao go!"

There was a hint of pleading and determination in Du Haoran's words, as if he was trying to gain a little peace for Xu Xiaoxiao.

Let Xiaoxiao go? He wanted to, and wanted to let himself go, but he couldn't do it.

Fu Yanchen felt as if his heart was hit by a heavy hammer, and he felt a sharp pain.

He understood that he had brought unspeakable harm and pain to Xu Xiaoxiao.

Looking at the pale and familiar face on the hospital bed, his heart seemed to be torn apart.

He slowly closed his eyes, trying to suppress the pain and self-blame in his heart.

These days, Fu Yanchen's ears were filled with all kinds of words, but the most common one was "Let Xu Xiaoxiao go."

These words were like a sharp knife, constantly carving into his heart, causing him to feel an indescribable pain.

His heart ached. He had tried his best to make up for his mistakes, so why didn't God forgive her?

The grief was like an invisible hand holding him tightly, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

Fu Yanchen's face was pale, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes. He slowly approached the bed, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping Xu Xiaoxiao.

Sitting down beside the hospital bed, he stared at Xu Xiaoxiao's face, his heart filled with endless regret and self-blame.

He knew very well that he had caused irreparable harm to Xu Xiaoxiao, and at this moment, there was nothing he could do except wait silently.

He is willing to take all responsibility and spend the rest of his life making up for this mistake.

He only hoped that one day, Xu Xiaoxiao would be able to see his changes and the efforts he made to make up for his mistakes. And he would always be here waiting until that day came.

"Fu Yanchen..."