Chapter 8 The Allergy Crisis
Lu Mingyu might not have realized it himself, but when I nodded, he let out a sigh of relief.
But he still kept a straight face, looking reluctant, and randomly cut a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
After a few bites, Lu Mingyu kept scratching the back of his neck.
My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly lifted his collar.
Sure enough, a large red rash had appeared on the back of his neck, spreading toward his cheeks.
"Quick, take the child to the hospital! There's peanut powder on the cake!"
Lu Shijin's face changed drastically.
Qiao Yining rushed over in one step and pushed me away forcefully.
"Wen Ruotang! You ordered the cake. What are you pretending to be a good person now?"
"I knew it. I didn't see wrong at the obstetrics and gynecology department the other day. You want to kill Mingyu to make room for your own child, right?"
Lu Shijin paused, his gaze intense. "You're pregnant?"
Before I could speak, he picked up the crying Lu Mingyu and rushed to the door, leaving behind one sentence.
"We'll talk when I get back."
The sound of a car engine came from outside. Qiao Yining glared at me hatefully and quickly followed.
I touched my aching stomach, feeling both absurd and ridiculous.
Lu Shijin did not care about me, so he did not know that I was also mildly allergic to peanut butter and would get stomach pain every time I ate it.
He had also forgotten what he said on our wedding night.
"Our marriage is a transaction. I'll tell you straight, Mingyu is the only heir in my life."
"So, you'd better put away the idea of having your own child and focus on taking care of him."
For the past five years, I had been taking long-term birth control pills, and every time we were intimate, he would check the condom beforehand to ensure nothing went wrong.
Even though he later relented and suggested trying for a child, the very next day the Qiao Family announced they had found the real heiress, with no transition period at all.
How could I possibly be pregnant?
It was just irregular menstruation, so I went to see a doctor.
I did not listen to Lu Shijin and stay. Shortly after they left, I went straight to the airport.