Revenge of the Wife

Chapter 119

"In a daze, half asleep and half awake, Tan Xiyuan saw a chubby little boy stumbling towards her. He pouted his small mouth and shouted, 'Mama... Mama... Mama...' Tan Xiyuan excitedly reached out her hands, wanting to embrace the adorable little boy, but he plunged into her belly and disappeared.

"Ah!" Tan Xiyuan screamed in fright, abruptly waking up.

It was already bright outside.

The dazzling sunlight streamed in through the window glass.

Tan Xiyuan squinted her eyes slightly and raised her hand to shield herself from the glaring sunlight.

After a moment, Tan Xiyuan gradually regained her senses.

It was just a dream!

Instinctively, she caressed her abdomen, feeling a sense of melancholy deep in her heart.

Is this what they call daydreaming and dreaming at night?

Child, when will you come to find me?

Supporting herself, she sat up on the sofa. She had drunk too much last night and felt heavy-headed and uncomfortable all over her body.

Stepping barefoot on the carpet, her legs felt weak, lacking strength.

After taking a few steps, a sharp pain suddenly shot through the sole of her foot. She lifted her foot and saw that she had stepped on a piece of broken glass.

Bright red blood gushed out, dripping onto the white carpet, resembling blooming plum blossoms, beautiful and enchanting.

Her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. Only then did Tan Xiyuan notice the shards of glass scattered all over the floor.

Feeling dizzy, she slipped on her shoe with one foot, limping her way to the TV cabinet to retrieve the first aid kit. She then sat down on the floor, took out some iodine and a cotton swab, and carefully applied it to the wound.

When the iodine came into contact with the wound, a burning pain ensued. Tan Xiyuan couldn't help but take a sharp breath, and her eyes instantly turned red as a surge of grievances overwhelmed her.

Human vulnerability often manifests in an instant. The pain from the wound was not enough to make her cry, but she suddenly felt a strong urge to cry.

With tears in her eyes, she bandaged the wound and used a broom to clean up the glass shards. She also folded up the soiled carpet.

After finishing these tasks, she felt famished, her stomach almost touching her back.

She went to the kitchen but was too lazy to cook. Opening the refrigerator, she found some toast and milk, which she took out and ate.

After finishing her meal, she returned to the sofa and lay down.

Unconsciously, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, and she fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't know how long she had slept when a sudden pain began to emanate from her abdomen, growing increasingly intense.

She couldn't help but groan softly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing, and fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

Slowly opening her eyes, she suddenly felt nauseous and had the urge to vomit. The heaviness in her lower abdomen was accompanied by waves of pain, sweeping over her.

"Ugh..."

Tan Xiyuan sat up from the sofa, reaching out to grab the trash bin next to the coffee table to vomit into.

She vomited out everything she had just eaten.

Tan Xiyuan's legs felt weak from vomiting, and her stomach burned with pain.

She collapsed onto the sofa, feeling completely weak and devoid of energy.

After vomiting, she felt incredibly hungry.

However, her body felt lazy and she didn't want to move.

She took out her phone and ordered takeout."

Receiving the takeout, she suddenly lost all appetite when she saw the greasy dishes.

She took a few bites of rice, but couldn't continue. Her stomach felt nauseous, as if she wanted to vomit but couldn't.

She felt extremely uncomfortable.

She thought it might be because she drank too much last night.

Maybe she should cook some millet porridge to nourish her stomach.

With that in mind, she went to the kitchen, scooped a cup of millet from the rice bin, rinsed it in the basin, and then put it in the rice cooker. She pressed the porridge button.