The winter in Massachusetts was cold, and snow was falling. Accompanied by her aunt, Lu Anhe got into a private car and headed to the Provincial First People's Hospital for a prenatal check-up.
She was already nine months pregnant, her belly bulging high, and she could go into labor at any moment.
This was her and Li Chengfei's child, and they were twins.
Every time she looked down at the babies growing in her womb, she felt a sense of deep happiness.
But this happiness shattered when she stepped into the hospital and saw her husband, who should have been busy at the company, accompanying another woman for a pregnancy test.
A pregnancy test was a check-up at the hospital after a man and a woman had been intimate, to see if the woman was pregnant.
More importantly, that woman was her sister, Lu Yihan!
In the hospital corridor, Lu Yihan and Li Chengfei turned simultaneously and happened to see her. They stared at each other, their gazes locked.
However, it only lasted for a moment. Lu Yihan quickly recovered. A flicker of excitement crossed her clear eyes, but she quickly controlled it. Then, feigning nervousness and apprehension, she walked towards Lu Anhe.
"Sister, I... I'm pregnant, and the baby is Chengfei Ge's," Lu Yihan stopped in front of her and stammered. Her trembling voice was like that of a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded.
"Slap!"
Lu Anhe raised her hand and, without a moment's hesitation, delivered a fierce slap to Lu Yihan!
Lu Yihan, struck suddenly, couldn't believe it. She raised her hand to cover her stinging cheek, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at Lu Anhe.
Lu Anhe dared to hit her?
But for just a brief moment, she remembered that Chengfei Ge was beside her. She lowered her head, her eyes filling with tears, "I'm sorry, Sister, I didn't mean to. I... Chengfei Ge and I, it was just an accident, we really didn't mean to..."
Lu Anhe couldn't hear what Lu Yihan was saying. Her gaze was fixed solely on Li Chengfei, her husband, her man, the man she had guarded for three long years.
Li Chengfei looked at Lu Anhe with a calm expression, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
"Are you here for a check-up?" Li Chengfei asked in his deep, pleasant voice.
"Where do you need to check? I'll accompany you," Li Chengfei added, his tone even carrying a hint of gentleness.
Lu Anhe couldn't understand his tenderness. He had been so good to her, yet he had been so easily seduced by Lu Yihan...
Li Chengfei reached out to help her, but Lu Anhe's heart ached uncontrollably. She raised her hand and tore away his touch.
Li Chengfei withdrew his hand. He looked at her, silent for a long time, and finally said, "Lu Anhe, let's get a divorce."
Lu Anhe's pupils dilated in shock.
Li Chengfei said calmly, "I've already had my assistant draft the divorce agreement. It will be ready for printing tonight. Then... take a look. If there are no issues, we'll divorce."
Lu Anhe's lips parted, wanting to ask something, but her throat was dry, and not a single word came out.
They left the hospital and got into the car together.
Seated in the black Rolls-Royce, Lu Anhe's mood finally began to calm down. She spoke word by word, her voice hoarse, "I don't agree."
Lu Yihan had deliberately schemed to seduce Li Chengfei and then pretended in front of her. All she wanted was to see her and Li Chengfei divorce so that she could marry Li Chengfei and become Mrs. Li.
She would not divorce, not even if she died!
Even if Lu Yihan were pregnant, the child she would have would be illegitimate. They would forever be a mistress and illegitimate child, unable to see the light of day. She would never marry Li Chengfei!
"Lu Anhe, you should know that with my methods, if I want to, I have plenty of ways to make you agree," Li Chengfei's tone was as gentle as ever, but his undeniable words declared his dominance.
Lu Anhe's face instantly turned pale. She looked at him fearfully.
Li Chengfei looked into her eyes, then at her belly. He explained, "The children in your womb... After they are born, if you want them, you can take care of them yourself. If you don't want them, you can send them back to me anytime. I will take good care of them. You don't need to worry."
"Don't force me," Li Chengfei said.
Who was forcing whom?
Lu Anhe wanted to laugh, but her eyes welled up with tears first. She turned to look out the window, trying hard to hold back her tears.
The car unknowingly arrived home. The black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of a classic European-style villa. Li Chengfei stood up, ready to help her out of the car.
Lu Anhe remained seated. She gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Li Chengfei, I will not divorce. Even if I die... I will not divorce!"
Li Chengfei's movement paused. After a moment, he continued to help her out of the car, as if the confrontation had never happened.
She was truly close to giving birth. He was very careful, fearing she might trip on the steps as they entered. He gently reminded her about the steps and to lift her feet.
Lu Anhe also cherished the babies in her womb. She watched her footing, carefully ascending the steps, and then entered the house.
Lu Anhe thought the matter was over, but to her surprise, in the evening, Assistant Xu suddenly appeared. He brought two documents: the divorce agreement Li Chengfei had mentioned earlier that day, and the medical records of the director of the Massachusetts Orphanage.
Lu Anhe was no longer surprised by the divorce agreement. But upon seeing the director's medical records, her eyes widened in shock again.
"Li Chengfei, what do you want?" Lu Anhe suddenly stood up, her trembling voice revealing her inner unease and fear.
Li Chengfei's expression was blank. He extended his long, slender hands, picked up the divorce agreement, and handed it to Lu Anhe, "Sign it, and I can find doctors for Director Zhao and guarantee he will be cured."
Lu Anhe's mind went blank. She suddenly understood. Li Chengfei was telling the truth. Not a single word he had spoken was a lie. He truly... had plenty of ways to force her to agree to the divorce. Ha.
Twenty-four years ago, she had been an abandoned infant, left in a dirty trash can to fend for herself. It was Director Zhao, who happened to pass by, who saved her and gave her a second life.
Over the years, the director's health had deteriorated. Doctors predicted he wouldn't live more than three years. Lu Anhe had been trying to find ways, doing everything she could, to find better doctors for the director. She wanted to cure Director Zhao's illness, to ensure the director's peace, health, and longevity.
But what she couldn't achieve despite exhausting all her efforts, Li Chengfei could do with ease... as long as she signed the divorce agreement.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Anhe spoke, her voice sounding as if it were being strangled, forced out of her, "...Alright, I'll sign."
She picked up the pen, her hand trembling, yet she wrote her name, stroke by stroke.
Once the agreement was signed, Li Chengfei reached out to take it, but Lu Anhe pressed her hand down.
Li Chengfei looked at her.
Lu Anhe turned, raised her hand, and delivered a fierce slap to Li Chengfei.
"Slap!"
The clear, resounding sound of the slap suddenly exploded in the living room.