Chapter 570: Memory recovery (2) is important
One month later, the man stopped showing up, and the days of such humiliation finally ended.
After that, she was like a canary, locked in that luxurious villa.
I can only sit in front of the window every day, watching the sunrise and moon setting outside, the flowers blooming and fading.
Except for the servant who served at a fixed time every day to deliver meals, no one communicated with her.
She is not qualified to be picky, all meals, and even work and rest time are all arranged and must be strictly implemented.
She is like a robot, living a mechanical life.
In that nearly a year, she almost forgot how to speak.
Ten months later, she was taken into the delivery room of a hospital.
After the anesthesia, a cold scalpel slashed across her stomach.
She could even feel someone taking things out of her belly.
"Wow" a baby's cry sounded loudly.
She was lying on the bed weakly, listening to the cry of the baby close at hand, feeling inexplicably sorrowful in her heart.
It is said that the child is the crystallization of parental love, but this child seems to be just a bargaining chip.
She didn't know what kind of feelings she should report to this child.
But after all, she was pregnant in October, and even if she couldn't be a mother and child in the future, she wanted to see him for the last time.
"Doctor, can I take a look at him?"
The voice that hadn't spoken for too long was dry and dumb, and it hurt like a fire.
The doctor didn't even look at her. He waved his hand to let the child out, and said mercilessly, "Sorry, Miss An, according to the agreement, you don't have this right."
An Ziqi raised her head hard, trying to take a look at the child, but she didn't even see a corner of her clothes. There was only the door that kept shaking after the operating room was opened and closed.
Outside, the sound of footsteps and the baby's crying faded away.
She knows that in this life, she will never see him again, because of this.
For an instant, she felt her heart twisted.
Maybe this is the nature of mother and child, she loves that child after all.
The wound on her body was quickly dealt with, perhaps because she felt that her status was indifferent, but she hadn't even given her enough anesthetics, and soon a faint pain came from her stomach.
She wanted to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just wanted to make a note of the pain at this moment.
However, no matter what kind of pain, it is probably not more than the pain of separation between her flesh and blood at this moment.
All the people retreated, leaving her alone, lying on the cold operating table feebly, as if abandoned by the whole world.
Tears silently fell down the corners of his eyes.
I don't know how long later, a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a white coat walked in from the outside.
She knows that it is a hypnotist. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future, all her memories this year will be completely forgotten by hypnosis to ensure that she will have nothing to do with the baby from now on.
Perhaps because she felt sorry for her, the hypnotist rarely comforted her.
"Don't be sad, all the pain will be far away from you soon."
An Ziqi opened her mouth silently, if she could, she would rather remember this memory, remember this pain.
However, she has always known that she has no right to choose.
"Miss Ann, look into my eyes, from this moment on..."
The words of the hypnotist murmured.
A sorrow surged in An Ziqi's heart, and she closed her eyes bitterly in the whisper of the hypnotist.
