Morning Sickness on Our Divorce Day, and the Ice-Cold CEO Regretted It

Shen Zichen drew up a contract himself, binding Su Xuanxuan to his side with a marriage agreement, though he refused to admit he had fallen for her.

He always remembered how dazed she had been after being drugged when they first met, and the obsequious look on her brother’s face.

So when Su Xuanxuan tried to explain herself, he could only find it laughable.

A woman so scheming wasn’t worthy of even a shred of his trust.

After they married, he watched coldly as she was bullied and framed, never once stepping in to help.

Until the day she curled up on the sofa, clutching her stomach, her face as pale as paper.

Shen Zichen rushed over and swept her into his arms. His voice trembled, though he didn’t even realize it. “What’s wrong?”

The family doctor answered nervously, “Madam just has menstrual cramps…”

That night, he kept watch by her bed. Looking at her furrowed brow as she slept, he noticed for the first time the calluses on her fingertips and the old scars on her wrist.

After that, on countless nights, he sat under the study lamp and committed each of her vulnerable moments to memory:

Her pale face during morning sickness, her stubborn gaze when she was framed, and the hand that unconsciously clutched his clothes in her sleep.

When Su Xuanxuan discovered…