Chapter 32 Scars That Do Not Heal

"Huo Qiming, let go of me. What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm going to do? "

"I am a married woman!"

"You are not now!"

"What do you mean? "

"Nothing!"

"Let go ..."

Ding Yuqiu did not expect Huo Qiming to suddenly appear.

She hurriedly covered his eyes, but he was shocked. There were two twisted wounds lying on her stomach and abdomen.

Huo Qiming rubbed his fingers against her wound and asked, "What's going on?"

Ding Yuqiu suddenly had a sour nose. "Do you still need to ask? This wound was left when I was almost killed by my liver cancer when Jiang Luyun painstakingly help me find a liver source for liver surgery; The other knife was left when the poor child left from my body."

Each wound almost killed her.

However, in the end, she managed to pull through. Recalling the darkest time for those three years, every time when her consciousness was slightly weakened, she would think of the news about Huo Qiming and Liang Shiying's wedding and felt so unreconciled.

After waiting behind him for seven years, she had been unknown for seven years. She had lost her family, her career, her child, and almost her life. She had wasted seven years for him, and if she did not continue to live, she would not even have seven more days.

She was so unwilling to give up. Why should anyone else have everything but she would lose everything and die alone?

Why did she have to end her life so soon? Every time her life was in danger, she prayed and begged in her heart: If she could survive, she must let her life shine with the hottest light and make her life colorful.

She would never hurt herself for anyone else and would never let anyone become a stumbling block for her to enjoy her new life.

If she could live again, she must live for herself and for the child she failed to save.

Therefore, Huo Qiming was no longer the focus of her life. Even though he still had some traces deep in her heart, she wouldn't act like before, stupidly caring for him and doing silly things for him.

Huo Qiming's expression gradually changed from passion to solemn. He lowered his head and gently kissed her two wounds.

"I'm sorry."

I'm sorry for hurting you so recklessly.

I'm sorry you wasted seven years with me.

I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you in your most painful time.

I'm sorry I didn't see my love for you sooner.

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting three more years.

She had recovered from her illness, and the child would come back in the future. Now that she was back, it was not too late. It was not too late.

Ding Yuqiu suddenly sneered, "You're sorry? This was probably the first time President Huo apologized to someone, right? Am I supposed to be grateful, wagging my tail at you like I used to be?"

"No, I really want to ..."

"Really? President Huo, do you remember how many women you've ever said 'really' to? Your true heart is too worthless, so don't use it on me and I really can't stand it." Her tone became more and more sarcastic, and her eyes became redder and redder, gradually filled with anger.

Her hands were no longer pushing him away, and she lay flat on her back. "Now it seems that I don't have any chance to resist, and I can't even protect myself. Anyway, in your opinion, I'm just like other women outside! I'm ready. Please hurry up. I don't want to see you again!"

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