Late at night.
Xia Yuxun lay in bed, tossing and turning unable to sleep. The three babies in her belly were probably woken up by her restlessness, protesting together inside her.
She touched her occasionally moving belly and sighed, "Don't blame Mama for the unrest; blame your damn father!"
Unable to sleep, she sat up, turned her head, and stared intently at the tightly closed door.
Where is he staying tonight? Could he still be outside...
Her gaze landed on the water cup on the bedside table, and her eyes lingered for a moment. She then bit her lip, slowly reached over, and gently pushed the cup...
With a piercing crash, the cup shattered on the floor.
The next second, Xia Yuxun swiftly lay back in bed and closed her eyes.
Almost the moment she shut her eyes, there was a creak as the room door was pushed open.
She perked her ears without hearing footsteps, but instead... the sound of a wheelchair being pushed...
