With You For the Rest of My Life

The pungent smell of disinfectant fluid filled the air. It was cold and hard. In the room, there was a large area of white skin. Lying on the bed, Rose looked numb. She hated the hospital most, and hated the suffocating and pungent atmosphere.

Her mother died in the emergency treatment of the hospital. And now, her own child was also sent away from her in the hospital.

Her closest blood in this world all disappeared here.

Touching her belly with her trembling hands, Rose closed her eyes and listened to the conversation outside the ward.

"The patient needs to have a good rest after the miscarriage. And it still needs some time for her to recover. Please take good care of her. It is true that she is emotionally unstable and has low spirits. Pay more attention to her diet and life, to prevent her from depression after the miscarriage."

"Okay, thank you." The deep and cold voice came from Burke.

The door of the ward was ajar and the light footsteps got more and more close. Rose closed her eyes and did not want to face the person.

A shade covered down and then the smell of aftershave of Burke came to her, making her nose feel sore. She used to like the smell so much that she bought the aftershave of the same brand secretly and applied it on her clothes when he was not at home, pretending he was here. She was always so careful about her love and attachment to him.

But later, the aftershave was always mixed with perfume from another woman.

His rough hands stretched out on her belly, gently caressing her through the thick quilt and clothes.

Suddenly, Rose felt nausea.

Rose suddenly opened her eyes and pushed away Burke's hand. Ignoring his stunned look, she got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom and retched on the wash basin barefoot.

In the glass mirror in the bathroom, Rose raised her head and smoothed away the short hair on her forehead. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a pale and haggard woman. Behind her stood Burke, looking worried.

man, but he unexpectedly got worried.

her up

away the hand that Burke reached out, and accidentally hit the corner of the sink with

It might have hurt

anger on his face, Burke pulled Rose's arm

tone and expression showed concern unconsciously, which

happened just now

children, but now

me

at him calmly and with disgust.

hard to see the expression on his face. Then, he bent down and picked

screamed and struggled. She used both her hands and feet to pull his clothes. But he was so strong that she couldn't move

in his arms, her hands drooping feebly, and salty tears gushed out of her eyes, rolling over

have infiltrated into his

the

feeling like thousands of arrows

child, but she didn't expect that he would say

the child's death was also what he wished.

and put her hands on her belly, trembling. Then she

Are you

about to call the

to look at her. Shock and disbelief were written all over his face. Slowly, the expressions

Rose, I'm telling you, don't even think about