Keeping the promise

Chapter 215 Creating an Illusion

Qi Yue knew that Zheng Wancheng would be here soon, and a hint of cunning and pride flashed in his eyes.

She began to create illusions more frantically, trying to make Zheng Wancheng fall into deeper pain.

She took off Li Yunting's shirt without hesitation, threw it on the ground casually, then covered Li Yunting with a quilt, pretending that something had just happened.

Then, Qi Yue walked into the bathroom and quickly changed into a sexy lingerie.

She adjusted her hair in front of the mirror and deliberately pulled her neckline lower to reveal a large area of ​​skin. A provocative smile was on her face, as if she couldn't wait to see the shocked and desperate expression on Zheng Wancheng's face when he walked in.

After doing all this, Qi Yue sat on the edge of the bed, quietly waiting for Zheng Wancheng's arrival, his heart filled with twisted pleasure.

Zheng Wancheng arrived at the door of the room, her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat. With trembling hands, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, the knock sounding particularly abrupt in the silent corridor.

When Qi Yue heard the knock on the door, a triumphant smile appeared on her face, and she slowly opened the door.

Zheng Wancheng saw Qi Yue wearing sexy lingerie, and her heart was shocked by the revealing outfit.

Through the door, her eyes involuntarily turned to the bed in the room. Seeing Li Yunting lying shirtless, her mind went blank in an instant.

Her body trembled even more violently, and her lips couldn't stop quivering. She spoke with trembling voice: "Is it a bit disturbing?" Her voice was full of disbelief and deep pain.

Qi Yue pretended to be shy and said in a soft voice: "Wancheng, I didn't expect you to come and bless me. It's the middle of the night, how about I take you home?" Her eyes were full of provocation and pride.

Zheng Wancheng's face was as pale as paper and her eyes were dull, but she still held on to the last bit of her dignity and said while biting her lip, "No, thank you." After that, she turned around resolutely and left with unsteady steps.

Her back looked so lonely and fragile in the dim light, and every step she took seemed to require all her strength.

Tears welled up in her eyes the moment she turned around. She tried her best to hold back her tears and just wanted to escape from this heartbreaking place as soon as possible.

Zheng Wancheng walked to the underground garage with difficulty, and every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Her stomach began to ache, as if a large hand was tearing her internal organs apart.

The sadness in her heart was like a surging tide, hitting her wave after wave.

She could never have imagined that her beloved husband would be lying in bed with another woman.

The pain became more and more severe, and she felt that the baby was about to come out. Beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead. She gritted her teeth and struggled back to the car.

With trembling hands, she finally took out her cell phone from her bag and dialed Xu Junlin's number.

The moment the phone was connected, she said in a crying voice: "Jun Lin, come and save me, I'm..." Before she could finish her words, a sharp pain came over her and she almost fainted.

Xu Junlin asked anxiously on the other end of the phone: "Wancheng, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng Wancheng spoke with difficulty, her voice intermittent: "Jun Lin, I'm in... the underground garage, I feel... I'm about to give birth." With every word she spoke, she had to endure great pain, and her breathing became rapid and disordered.

When Xu Junlin heard this, his heart tightened instantly and he shouted, "Wancheng, hold on, I'll be there soon!"

Zheng Wancheng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He could only breathe heavily, holding on to the seat tightly with both hands, waiting for Xu Junlin to arrive.

But not only did she have to endure the waves of pain in her body, but the images of Li Yunting and Qi Yue kept appearing in her mind. Those images were like sharp thorns, piercing her heart again and again.

Pain and heartache intertwined, Zheng Wancheng felt like she was about to be torn apart. She tried to force herself not to think about it and focus on breathing, but it was no use.

"Yun Ting, why..." She murmured to herself, tears flowing continuously.

Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer, her vision went dark, and she passed out.

The only sound in the car was her heavy and rapid breathing, and her hands were still tightly protecting her bulging belly.

Xu Junlin rushed over anxiously according to the location and finally saw Zheng Wancheng's car in the underground garage.

He rushed over in two steps, opened the passenger door, and saw Zheng Wancheng fainted in the seat.

"Wancheng!" Xu Junlin shouted her name loudly, but Zheng Wancheng did not respond.

His eyes quickly swept over her pale face and bulging belly, and his heart tightened instantly.

Xu Junlin did not dare to delay for even a second. He carefully carried Zheng Wancheng out of the car and ran towards his own car.

After gently placing her on the back seat, he quickly started the car and rushed to the hospital at lightning speed.

Along the way, Xu Junlin kept observing Zheng Wancheng's condition through the rearview mirror, and kept repeating, "Wancheng, hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon."