Chapter 469: Chapter 469 Chicken flying and dogs jumping_1
She was clawing at her throat, throwing up with hemispherical heaves. The severe retching made her very uncomfortable, leading her to burst into tears.
After a long while of continuous retching, she finally vomited out all the alcohol from her stomach.
Following the violent vomits, she felt completely worn out and weak.
Ye Lu was crouching in front of the sink, looking at her distressed face in the mirror, teary-eyed and makeup smudged from the strain of throwing up. Seeing her pallid face, all the strength she had been supporting herself with for the night suddenly disappeared.
She slid helplessly down the wall and broke down in a fit of weeping on the floor.
She hugged her knees, not knowing why she was crying, just feeling incredibly sad at that moment.
"All I wanted was to live a quiet life with my two children, having no intention to provoke you. But you choose to oppose me at every turn, tormenting me, humiliating me, forcing me into a corner. Third Young Master Jun, you bastard!"
What saddened her even more was that this man, her children’s father, could be the one to so ruthlessly hurt her.
With a heavy heart, she lowered her gaze to her belly, gently caressing it as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Babies, this is your father. It’s quite ironic, isn’t it? He torments us as if we were his enemies. He has no mercy for your mother, nor will he have any for you. So, we don’t need him, and we don’t want him, okay?"
Her previous choice wasn’t wrong at all. This man was inherently cold-blooded and ruthless.
But why, she mused, was she always so unlucky? It happened seven years ago. It happened seven years later.
Every time she met a man, he ended up being the worst kind. They only left her with never-ending humiliation and indelible pain of giving birth. She was treated like an item to be used and discarded, never viewed as a human being.
She had met so many men—Gu Yan, Shang Jingchen, Third Young Master Jun, and the man who took her innocence away.
Yet, not one of them genuinely cared for her. They just hurt her, scorned her, used her, causing her immense pain. Even her father, who she once held in esteem, turned out to be a vicious beast scheming against her.
"Babies, I don’t think there’s anyone more unlucky in this world than your mommy. I wonder how unlucky you will be growing up with me!"
She laughed at herself, but tears continued to flow.
"I’m sorry, your older siblings already have no father, and yet I’m still depriving you of a father. I’m sorry, my darlings, I’m truly sorry!"
After crying for what felt like an eternity, she finally wiped her tears. She realized self-pity was of no use. It’s not like anyone would show her empathy and help.
She had to stand up on her own. Only by being resilient could she prevent others from knocking her down.
After washing the smeared makeup off her face and tidying up her hair, she breathed deeply and returned to the banquet.
She planned to inform her boss that the banquet was almost over and that she was feeling unwell and needed to leave early.
Just as she reached her boss and was about to start speaking, she saw a fierce figure charging straight at her, who suddenly slapped her across the face.
Before she could react, she was viciously pushed to the ground.
"You filthy vixen, you seduced my husband, didn’t you? You shameless mistress, don’t think I don’t know. I’m going to tear you apart!" The woman’s shrill voice resounded through the room.
Ye Lu felt her hair being yanked, causing a tingling sensation on her scalp.
She didn’t know where this madwoman came from, but she was astonishingly strong, making it impossible for her to break free.
Her face turned pale from fear. Instinctively, she held onto her legs tightly, desperately protecting her belly, terrified that this madwoman might hurt her unborn child.
Screams erupted all around her, sending the room into chaos.
