After the divorce, the CEO forced me to have his child.

Gu Zhiyao's attention then turned to him. She watched as he rushed to the bedside, supported Zheng Yuanxi, and comforted her. Then he turned back to her, took a step forward, and grabbed her by the neck with his large hand.

Gu Zhiyao immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain, and her entire face contorted in agony.

He Yi's gaze was chilling and cold, his words sharp and vicious, each one seemingly laced with poison: "Gu Zhiyao, I told you I would never forgive you if you dared to have any designs on me! Why did you come here? Were you so eager to announce our relationship?"

Gu Zhiyao felt as if her neck was about to be twisted off. Her survival instinct made her push him with all her might, but he seemed to really intend to strangle her. He didn't let go at all and even tightened his grip.

"He Yi, let go! It hurts! Get away from me!" Gu Zhiyao cried.

She had never felt such pain before. Even when he had deliberately ravaged her with special methods, it was never like this, as if every bone, every blood vessel, every part of her body was being stabbed and twisted by a sharp weapon, causing her unbearable pain.

Is she going to die?

No, she cannot die.

She's pregnant!

The baby hasn't come into this world yet, and hasn't had a chance to properly enjoy the life that belongs to him.

She must protect him!

“He Yi, I didn’t come here on my own today. It was your beloved woman who asked me to come. I showed them our marriage certificate to tell them that I’m not a slut, not a mistress, I’m your wife, and I haven’t wronged anyone!” Gu Zhiyao stared intently at him, her voice filled with grief and pain. “You’d better let go, or I will definitely use the law to protect myself! I will take you to court and make sure you spend the rest of your life in jail!”

"Ayi, don't do this, let go, Ayi..." Zheng Yuanxi cried out in alarm.

The large hand that had been tightly gripping Gu Zhiyao's neck finally loosened its grip, and Gu Zhiyao quickly stepped back a few paces, leaning against the wall and panting heavily.

Looking back, she saw that the man who had just been fierce and wanted to strangle her was now a completely different person, gently and tenderly stroking Zheng Yuanxi's face.

Heh, He Yi, you bastard! You big villain!

Gu Zhiyao felt as if she were pierced by a thousand arrows.

He Yi didn't look at her anymore; his eyes were full of Zheng Yuanxi. Wen Ya walked gracefully to Gu Zhiyao, staring at her fiercely, and cursed her in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Well, now you know who you are, Gu Zhiyao. No matter what dirty means you used to get this marriage certificate, remember who you are. He Yi's wife? You don't deserve it!"

Gu Zhiyao immediately sneered; she finally understood something.

Wenya likes He Yi!

She found it strange that Wen Ya acted so intensely and passionately about Zheng Yuanxi's matter.

Zheng Yuanxi, do you know that your best friend is spying on your man?

Just then, Zheng Yuanxi looked over at Gu Zhiyao.

Seeing Gu Zhiyao's strange expression, she frowned unhappily.

He Yi noticed Zheng Yuanxi's reaction and turned around as well. His gentle eyes suddenly seemed to turn venomous as he glared at Gu Zhiyao. Gu Zhiyao pursed her lips slightly, straightened her body, and walked out with her back ramrod straight.

Once outside, she reached out and braced herself against the wall.

She felt a slight stinging pain in her stomach.

Is there something wrong with the baby?

Gu Zhiyao quickened her pace and headed towards the hospital's gynecology department.

The ward remained silent.

Zheng Yuanxi and He Yi stared at each other for a long time before she finally parted her lips slightly and asked, "Yi, is that marriage certificate real? What is your relationship with Gu Zhiyao? Did you really marry her?"

He Yi's dark eyes flickered. He stared at Zheng Yuanxi for a few seconds before turning back to Wen Ya and ordering her to leave, "I have something to say to Yuanyuan. I don't want us to be disturbed. You, please leave first?"

Wenya was furious!

Zheng Yuanxi then said to Wen Ya, "Aya, could you go buy me some hot drinks? I'd like some hot corn juice, thank you."

Wenya then gave a forced smile and left.

Zheng Yuanxi resumed her expressionless demeanor and turned her face away from He Yi.

He Yi hesitated for a moment, then gently pinched Zheng Yuanxi's chin with his fingers, turning her face towards him, and said slowly, "I found Gu Zhiyao's bone marrow to match for you. I originally planned to give her 20 million as a reward, but she refused, saying she wanted to marry me for a year."

Zheng Yuanxi's body stiffened for a moment.

"Of course I didn't want to. I hate this woman. But she was right about one thing: you can't wait any longer. I can't gamble. In the end, I had no choice but to agree to her terms and change the marriage period to three months."

"Have you...done that kind of thing with her?" Zheng Yuanxi asked softly. When she saw his eyes flicker, she felt another wave of suffocation in her heart.

"Did you do it? When I went to your room yesterday, I saw marks on the bed from when you and she had sex. They must be marks left from when you and she did that kind of thing?"

“Yuanyuan…” He Yi called out with difficulty, his eyes filled with deep guilt and apology as he looked at her. Then he said, “She has another request: I must have a real marital relationship with her, once a week.”

Even though she had already guessed this, Zheng Yuanxi was still deeply shocked to hear him confirm it in person.

She burst into tears, “Ayi, we promised to give our first time to each other, but you gave it to another woman. You postponed the wedding not because my illness just recovered, but because you are already Gu Zhiyao’s husband and cannot marry me for the time being? Ayi, why is this happening? Are you telling me it’s not real? Or that I’m dreaming?”

Watching the crystal-clear tears stream down Zheng Yuanxi's pale face, He Yi's heart broke. His fingers trembled as he wiped away the tears, murmuring, "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

"No!" Zheng Yuanxi shook her head and shouted, "What right do I have to blame you? Everything you did was for me. You are such a strong person who never puts anyone in your eyes, yet you were threatened by a woman and forced to do things you didn't want to do. I made you like this. If anyone is sorry, it is I who am sorry to you. If I had died back then, how much better it would have been."

"You're not allowed to say that!" He Yi's expression changed drastically, and his voice naturally turned cold and stern. "Yuanyuan, no matter the cost, even if it costs me my life, I will make sure you live."

Zheng Yuanxi burst into tears again, and then collapsed into his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Yuanxi stopped crying, looked at He Yi with tears in her eyes, and asked, "How much longer will your marriage with her last?"

"Two months," He Yi said in a low voice.

"So you're saying you want to do that thing with her eight more times?"

He Yi took a deep breath with difficulty, looked at her pained expression, and stammered, "She said that we don't have to do that for now."

"Really? Why?"

"I don't know." Although he had wondered about it, he didn't think much of it. After all, it was a good thing and not worth his time to ponder.

Zheng Yuanxi was silent for a moment, then grabbed He Yi's hand and placed it against her chest, groaning in pain, "Ayi, it still hurts here. You no longer belong to me alone. Your body has been tainted by Gu Zhiyao's scent. You are already..."

He Yi suddenly kissed her.

Zheng Yuanxi was taken aback at first, but then she remembered that he and Gu Zhiyao had kissed like that before, and the lake where he and Gu Zhiyao had passionately intertwined suddenly flashed before her eyes. She immediately pushed him away.

"Yuanyuan?" He Yi frowned, looking at her eyes filled with pain and hatred, and gradually understood what was going on.

Did she think he was dirty?

Is she upset that Gu Zhiyao has tainted him?

He Yi's gaze darkened slightly, a hint of violent and suppressed rage rising within him.