Trigger warning: Sensitive content ahead, I am sorry.
So it was her fault? Was it because of her that Yin Fu was suffering like this?
'The heavens are sure unfair,' Mo Qiang covered her eyes with her hand as she sobbed incessantly. What wrong did she do? What the hell did she do? No matter what —she had only treated her parents how they had treated her.
So why did their curse strike her like this? And even if those words came true, wasn't her death enough to let that curse leave her? Why did it have to affect her husband and child?
Why not—
"Take me…kill me…" Mo Qiang sobbed as she hugged the tablet and spoke in a hushed tone. "Why take my child? WHY!? What did he even do!?"
Xiao Jiao turned her head away from Mo Qiang, she had no idea what to say to her. She had no heart to tell her that karma was never grey, it was either white or black.
Her parents suffered for the things that they had done —and since Mo Qiang's karma was not cleared, so even if she was dead she had to suffer the punishment for her actions.
The heavens were fair. They would never let any account be unbalanced. No matter how unfair, it felt unfair to humans.
Her parents lost their sons for they had abandoned Mo Qiang—so Mo Qiang had to lose hers as well.
Because she abandoned her parents.
Mo Qiang however didn't think like that… she was in no position to think anything. She turned to look at her and said, "Xiao Jiao..can't you? Can't you do something? You can bring this world back to life —so my child… you can do it too, right?"
Xiao Jiao felt her heartache when she looked at Mo Qiang's eyes which were filled with wild hope. She turned her head away before saying in a shaking voice, "I am the fairy of nature, Mo Qiang. Not the fairy of life —I can bring the world back to life because I am closely connected to it. I can save someone who has already taken birth in this world."
"But even I cannot save someone —who is unborn, without his connection to this world, I cannot do anything."
And as the child was just four months old … it couldn't be born.
Mo Qiang felt her heart fall deep inside a pit in her stomach as she dropped her head. Her hands were clenched on her lap, she was still staring at the ultrasound report in her hands.
As if just by staring at it, she could make her child better.
"Sister," Mo Xifeng parted her lips and looked at Mo Qiang who raised her head and turned to look at her.
With tears brimming in her eyes, she said to Mo Xifeng, "I am foolish, aren't I? How can I even think that I will be happy? When have I ever been HAPPY!?" She yelled the last word with all the anger that she could summon at that moment.
She was angry at herself, her parents and the entire heaven.
Why her child? Why not her? WHY NOT HER!
"The… father," she answered before getting up from the seat. Mo Qiang felt crushing defeat at the hands of fate, as she looked at the emergency doors. In the past, she felt and believed that as long as she had money and power, she would have to never suffer.
Only now did she understand that she was wrong.
In front of fate, she was nothing. She was powerless as an ant facing the world.
Mo Qiang closed her eyes and repeated in a much stronger voice, "I will save the father. Please make arrangements …for the a…a..abortion." She bitterly gritted out.
Shao Hui covered his mouth and turned to Xie Jie who hugged him, the two mers sobbed as they hugged one another. But neither of them stopped Mo Qiang because they were aware of the fact that Mo Qiang was making the right choice.
She was not wrong to choose Yin Fu as keeping the child would only endanger the life of both Yin Fu and the child.
So, it was better to protect at least one of them.
"Then please sign here," said the mer nurse as he handed her a tablet and started with the professional procedures.
Mo Qiang's hands were trembling wildly as she signed the form.
But between the second last ad last page, she raised her head and looked at the corner on one side. Why did it feel like someone was looking at her?
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