Three years into my relationship with the billionaire scion of the capital, everything between us was still clearly priced. Dinner, $20,000. A date, $100,000. Spending the night, $300,000. One day, I discovered I was pregnant. After a few seconds of mental processing, I looked at the aloof and dignified man across from me and asked bluntly: "Bro, do you have a hundred million?" 1 Ethan Black was stunned by my question. He was wearing loose hospital pajamas, yet his handsome face showed no pallor, his sharp eyes staring at me: "What's wrong?" "Why ask this suddenly?" He pulled the corners of his lips into a smile, the mischief in his eyes not looking like someone sick at all: "Want to earn enough to make a hundred million?" "Cough cough." I almost choked to death, "Of course not that meaning, I mean..." The sentence "Can you give me a hundred million if I bear you a child" was already on the tip of my tongue, but suddenly seeing his face darken: "If not that meaning then don't say it," "We have nothing good to talk about." His cold and heartless appearance made my heart tremble. Tsk. How could I forget Ethan is a DINK (Double Income, No Kids) believer. We agreed long ago not to talk about feelings or love, only physical needs. If he knew about the child... He would definitely think I deliberately planned to use the child to ask for money. Let alone a hundred million, he might even ask for the previous money back. Better forget it. I silently crumpled the report from the obstetrics department and chose to hide it carefully behind my back. "Oh, then nothing." 2 Ethan didn't ask anything more. He had no feelings for me anyway. Calling me out was nothing more than being his meal buddy. And bed buddy. But this month wasn't very coincidental. His two million limit was used up in the middle of this month. So... The man confined me tightly on the hospital bed, kissing down from my earlobe. Seeing him about to unbutton my shirt, I shivered. And moved three feet away from him directly. "This month's limit is used up!" "Can't do that anymore!" Ethan's handsome face was annoyed, staring straight at me, speaking with the confidence of wealth: "I'll add money!" "No!" Add what money?! What if the baby is harmed! Usually loving money as my life, I rarely refused. Ethan stared at me suspiciously. My heart trembled, and I casually spouted nonsense: "I... I'm not feeling well this month." "Plus work is busy, I can only accompany you when you are sick, other than that, no way!" After speaking, I wanted to leave hurriedly. Afraid Ethan would discover the secret in my phone. He suddenly grabbed me, voice as cold as always: "So I can only see you when sick this month?" Thinking of Ethan working out all year round. His health was unusually good. I nodded fiercely. "Yes! Only when sick can you see me!" 3 Ethan's deep eyes darkened. Originally wanted to say something. Just then the doctor holding the medical record came in: "Mr. Black, hello, you just caught a cold from a cold shower, no big problem, can be discharged." Cold shower? Why take a cold shower in winter? Sick, right? I looked at Ethan like looking at a fool. Silently praying the child's looks take after his father. IQ must not be like him! "Alright, now you can be discharged." "Let's not meet this month!" "See you next month, President Black!" See what next month! I ran home like fleeing from famine. Hurriedly packed a few pieces of luggage. Preparing to find a place Ethan couldn't find to nourish the fetus. Knowing the news, my best friend Chloe was a bit surprised: "You... you decided to keep this child just like that?" "Yeah!" While stuffing clothes into the suitcase, I said without any hesitation: "You also know I have no relatives since childhood, I'm an orphan." "Originally planned to save enough money to go abroad for IVF to give myself a relative." "Now it's great, a relative just came naturally!" Moreover, with Ethan's genes. The child must be very good-looking. I made up my mind and immediately opened my phone to book a flight to leave. Chloe hesitated: "This month isn't over yet, what if Ethan gets sick again and looks for you..." "How is that possible?" I waved my hand carelessly: "He works out every day like a calf, so strong, how could he get sick twice a month..." Before I finished speaking, my phone rang. It was a call from Ethan's assistant: "Hello Miss Lin, President Black fell ill and is hospitalized again, please come to the hospital to accompany him." As if afraid I wouldn't go. The assistant added: "This is within this month's limit, please arrive quickly." 4 Same hospital, same ward. I ran exactly seven times in a week. Yes. Once a day. Fever today, cold tomorrow, rash on face the day after, twisted ankle the day after that... After such a toss, I looked at the man covered in injuries on the hospital bed. First time doubting the physical quality of this business tycoon. "Bro, do you have cerebellum problems? Or uncoordinated limbs?" Otherwise, how could he twist his ankle three times leaving the hospital entrance. And twisted his arm too? Ethan raised his eyes coldly to look at me. "You question my ability?" "No." I told the truth. I question his IQ. Will brain damage be hereditary? I stared at him suspiciously. Looking him up and down, unconsciously stopped at a certain part— The man suddenly reached out and pulled me fiercely. Male aura attacked me overwhelmingly, before I could react, Ethan pinched my chin and kissed fiercely. "Mmph... Mmph..." His movements were too big. I had severe morning sickness recently. Suddenly felt strong discomfort in my lower abdomen. I struggled trying to push him away. The man's movements became more forceful, fixing me firmly in front of him. While grinding my lips hard, he gritted his teeth and said: "Can't even touch you..." "Ugh!" Splash. I vomited. Unknown liquid sprayed all over Ethan's clean hospital gown, he was almost furious: "Summer Lin! You hate me this much!" "Actually vomited kissing me!"
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