If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 523 - : Give me another child

Chapter 523: Chapter 523: Give me another child

“We can’t waste water,” Xu Chaomu withdrew the cup, replying indifferently.

Shen Chi’s lips curled into a smile as he watched her move aside, avoiding him as if he were a tiger, afraid he would eat her up.

“Your room is ready, would you let me carry you up, or will you go up by yourself?” asked Shen Chi.

He glanced at his wrist, it was nearly five o’clock, and the sky was about to lighten.

Without any sleep through the night and the emotional strain of the past few days, he felt a bit tired.

But no matter how tired, as long as he saw her, he was content.

“I can go by myself, no need to trouble President Shen,” Xu Chaomu curled her lips.

“Speak nicely,” Shen Chi reprimanded.

“Isn’t it what you said yourself, there’s no need to pity our mother and son. So, of course, I wouldn’t trouble President Shen. Am I wrong?” Xu Chaomu looked at him with wide, innocent eyes.

In fact, she did feel resentful in her heart.

Shen Chi paused, realizing that she remembered every unpleasant word he said, though she didn’t usually seem to have such a good memory.

Indeed, what he had said before was thoughtless.

Such words must have caused her considerable hurt.

He moved closer to her, caressing her smooth hair, and sincerely apologized, “Mumu, I’m sorry.”

His warm breath lingered by her ear, causing her heart to flutter slightly.

She moved her lips but said nothing more, letting him continue to stroke her hair.

“Considering you brought me my shoes, let it go,” Xu Chaomu said with her head lowered, her voice subdued.

“Indeed, you do have a conscience,” Shen Chi laughed softly, leaning closer to her, inhaling her fresh scent.

Gradually, his other hand moved to her abdomen, to that slightly raised area.

Xu Chaomu thought Shen Chi was going to be roguish again and pushed him with her elbow, trying to keep some distance from this wolf.

“Don’t move; let me feel your baby.”

Shen Chi’s hand stayed on her belly, not moving elsewhere. His large hand gently caressed her stomach…

Xu Chaomu’s heart warmed, her nose tingling with emotion, she almost blurted out that this child was actually his…

But after some thought, she swallowed those words, because… the future between them was still uncertain.

After all, she didn’t have much confidence in herself. Although, she had the courage to burn the divorce agreement Zhou Ran had offered her.

But courage is not always present; often, it is supported by other things.

She feared that one day she might lose all her courage.

Shen Chi caressed her belly, feeling a flood of emotions.

Five years after his return, she was bearing Nie Chenglang’s child. Although he had forcefully kept her by his side, and although she still harbored feelings for him, he couldn’t help but fear that one day she might suddenly leave him again…

He couldn’t bear the thought of a life without her, and at that thought, his grip tightened, pulling her even closer into his embrace.

Xu Chaomu felt the strength of his embrace and couldn’t help but smile slightly, “The baby won’t move yet.”

At her words, he also smiled, “Soon, it won’t be long before he begins kicking you.”

When Shen Chi said this, his heart felt constricted, and his eyes reddened.

He was fond of children, and he had always hoped that Xu Chaomu would give him one. But five years later, she was pregnant, and the child was not his.

His hand stroked her belly as if he could feel the baby’s heartbeat.

“I wonder if this child will look more like someone, being like me isn’t too bad,” Xu Chaomu laughed.

She had prayed very early on that the baby must take after his father in looks and intelligence. However, the personality should not be like his father’s.

Hearing her, Shen Chi fell silent.

No matter whether the child resembled her or not, he would inevitably carry some traces of Nie Chenglang…

“Mumu,” he called her name, his hand still resting on her stomach.

“Hmm?” Xu Chaomu turned her head.

“After this child is born, will you have another one for me, is that okay?” He almost begged.

He wanted a child with her, one that was just theirs.

“I heard that childbirth is very painful,” Xu Chaomu lowered her head, speaking faintly.

Shen Chi frowned, feeling a pain that seeped through his very bones, far more intense than if glass had lodged in his arm.

Her implication couldn’t be clearer: childbirth is painful, and she didn’t want to have a second child.

“Let’s not talk about it,” he replied indifferently, his voice filled with disappointment.

If she didn’t want to have another child, then so be it. She feared pain, and he knew it. Even pulling a tooth frightened her, let alone the severe pain of childbirth.

He would not force her to do anything she was unwilling to do. There was just one exception, she was not allowed to leave him again.

His chin rested on her shoulder, his hand never leaving her abdomen.

Xu Chaomu gave him another glance, and to her surprise, she saw disappointment in Shen Chi’s eyes. She bit her lip and remained silent.

She knew that he liked children, especially daughters.

Gently, he caressed her abdomen, feeling the presence of her child. Of course, his earlier words were spoken in anger; how could he not care for his mother and child? The person he loved most in this life was her.

Xu Chaomu held the water cup, blew on it, and took a sip of the boiled water.

The day was about to break, and in this cozy living room, she felt the warmth of a home.

His familiar scent was at the tip of her nose, and she really wanted to lie in his arms and sleep.

Although Shen Chi could be very annoying at times, she had grown used to it.

Since she was ten, she’d been enslaved by him, endured his venomous tongue and cold demeanor for many years, and she had become accustomed to it. For many people, what’s customary becomes indispensable…

During those five years, had she not thought about him? Of course, it was impossible not to.

During those years, she longed for him, both day and night, but after yearning, there was also resentment…

She knew that during those five years, he had suffered no less than she had.

If she had died in that gunfight five years earlier, would his future have been smoother? Then, neither would have to worry or grieve over each other.

He would have married a well-educated daughter from a prominent family, fathered a few lovely children, and owned the vast Shen Group. A lifetime of joy without sorrow, living a harmonious and beautiful life.

Only… she had survived.

In everyone’s eyes, she was actually a redundant presence. To Shen Chi, maybe she was not an indispensable one either.

With that thought, she put down the cup and raised her hand, lightly touching his cheek.

She had always liked him, but rarely touched Shen Chi like this. In the past, he wouldn’t let her.

He seemed to be taken aback as well, his gaze meeting hers.

In her pupils, he saw a smaller version of himself, and in her eyes, he saw purity and depth.

“Shen Chi, sometimes I think about a question…” she began faintly.

“Hmm?” Shen Chi watched her, waiting for her to continue.