Chapter 260 He Forgot, We Aren't Getting Divorced

t help but chuckle softly.Qiao Baoer's face flushed with embarrassment, but after a moment of thought, she muttered, "If my son inherited his father's traits, then there shouldn't be any problems."Whe...Qiao Baoer didn't expect the first person to find her would be him.

She still huddled in the small, children's slide-shaped cavity, her head tilted up slightly, her gaze hazy and dreamlike as she looked at the man who had suddenly appeared before her, illuminated by the dim streetlights outside.

... shepherd of the lord.

She looked at his cold, familiar face and suddenly her eyes welled up, becoming a bit moist.

She had so many things she wanted to say to him, but her words choked in her throat. In the end, she just stared at him fixedly, as if he were just a phantom. She felt that if she called out his name, he would disappear like a dream.

"How much longer are you going to hide in there" the man outside called impatiently.

Seeing that she was still unresponsive, he frowned slightly, his expression displeased.

"Come out!"

It was still that low, magnetic voice, cold and commanding.

But she still didn't move. In the end, Jun Zhi Mu's face darkened, and his tall figure bent down, reaching out with a hand that wasn't gentle in the least. He grasped her wrist, and with a single tug, pulled her out.

Qiao Bao'er was taken aback. She hadn't reacted in time, and when she was pulled, her body lurched forward, bumping her head several times against the inner wall of the slide.

He seemed unwilling to touch her for another second. After pulling her out, he immediately let go of her. He looked down at her with an air of superiority, his gaze fixed on her disheveled hair as she lay half-kneeling before him in a state of utter helplessness.

If you want to use your experiences to gain more sympathy from others, then you first have to see if you have the capital and ability to do so, otherwise you will only appear foolish!

His eyes were sharp, and his words were cold and arrogant with a hint of contempt.

In his eyes, she was worthless now.

Jo Bao'er acted as if she hadn't heard, supporting herself with her hands on the dirty, sandy ground. Her head remained bowed, her long hair concealing her pale complexion as she slowly pulled herself up.

Her right hand rested against the broken side of the slide, but perhaps because she had been curled up inside the small hole for too long, her legs were somewhat numb and there was a dull pain in her ankle.

As she straightened up, her right ankle twisted. She thought she was going to fall clumsily again.

Junzhi's shepherd stepped forward and helped her up.

"You wouldn't say if you sprained your ankle, are you dumb!" He felt inexplicably irritated in his chest, gripping her shoulders tightly. She was very thin, just skin and bones.

This sentence, a feeling of déjà vu, is branded deep within my heart.

Qiao Bao'er had been bowing her head the whole time, she felt tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't usually cry easily, so why did she feel so helpless every time she was with him

Apparently seeing that she remained silent, Jun Zhi Mu's face darkened. "Are you being resilient despite your injuries, or are you trying to take advantage of the situation and demand even more alimony" His words were harsh, ruthlessly mocking her.

If this had happened before, she would have definitely looked up and retorted, "I don't need your alimony."

But now she is very silent, she doesn't want a divorce.

He doesn't want to talk about anything related to the divorce. He said before that they weren't getting divorced.

He forgot.

The wintry night wind pierced to the bone.

Especially in this desolate place, there is an eerie silence with no human voices to be heard. The streetlights are broken, casting a dim and flickering yellow light. What a terrible place this is.

Jun Zhimu was out of patience. Without a word, he picked the man up and strode toward his black Ferrari parked by the roadside.

The instant Qiao Bao'er was lifted, she instinctively struggled, her frightened reaction only made his face uglier. He squeezed her tighter, a punitive edge to his grip that spoke of anger.

Jun shoved her into the passenger seat, his mood sour as he slammed the car door shut with a bang that made her jump. She froze and didn't dare move again.

Then he bypassed the car's hood and got back into the driver's seat, quickly started the engine, and with a push on the accelerator, sped away from this cursed place.

"You really know how to hide."

He spoke in a low, gloomy tone. His long fingers gripped the steering wheel and with a turn, they quickly merged onto the highway heading back to the city.

Jo Bao'er's reaction was a bit slow, which surprised her. He didn't bring a driver and actually drove himself.

Thoughts raced through her mind, and as she looked around, all she saw was that familiar white building. She resisted strongly, raising her voice and shouting, "I don't want to go to the hospital."

"Let me out of the car, I don't want to go to the hospital!"

She hates hospitals, the smell of disinfectant, and the sound of ambulance sirens.

Those horrifying memories flooded back all at once, crimson blood, the sterile operating room... They filled her entire mind, she struggled and murmured incessantly, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to go to the hospital..."

Jun Zhi Mu didn't pay her any mind. He drove the car straight to a halt in front of the emergency room. As soon as he got out, he went around to the other side and opened the door, roughly pulling her out with impatient brutality before dragging her into the emergency room.

The emergency room has doctors on duty 24 hours a day, the air is filled with the scent of intravenous fluids, the white fluorescent lights are blindingly bright, and there are weak patients sitting on chairs in the hallway.

Qiao Bao'er was very afraid here. She kept using her other hand to pry open his fingers, her face pale, and even her voice trembled.

"I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here—"

Surrounded by doctors, nurses, and even patients who all turned to look at her, the man was furious. He picked her up and placed her on an empty bed before leaning down and pressing his body against hers.

"That's how we stop this, isn't it" His gaze was sharp, his voice laced with anger.

Qiao Bao'er froze, startled by his actions.

His thick, masculine body pressed against hers, pinning her beneath him. They were so close, she could feel the powerful beat of his heart throbbing against her chest.en television in the ward was broadcasting a live news conference with great fervor.Qiao Bao'er sat by the hospital bed, her face complex as she watched the television screen.Reporters eagerly pressed...