CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 128 Courage Was Needed For Living

Chapter 128 Courage Was Needed For Living

It was devoid of significance.

Her fingers remained frozen in mid-air as her shattered gaze looked at him.

Francis's brows lowered as he fixed his gaze on her unmoving fingers for a moment. Then, his attention shifted back to Lilian's face.

He raised his slender fingers and placed them on her cheek with a hint of coolness. In a self- absorbed tone, he asked, "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

Upon hearing these words, Lilian suddenly burst into laughter. Tears streamed down her face, making it difficult to discern whether her laughter outweighed her tears, or vice versa.

Francis's gaze remained intense, stubbornly waiting for her response.

Lilian tugged at the corner of her lips, raising her hand to slowly gesture a few words, "I prefer a girl."

He gently caressed her cheek, tucking away her disheveled strands of hair behind her ear, and softly murmured, "Girl is good and obedient. We shall have a girl."

Her tears fell like unstrung pearls.

If he had said this a month ago, how good it would be.

Then, she could have openly announced to everyone that she was expecting a child.

She wouldn't have to hide and skulk like a thief. She could have confidently bought lovely little clothes and, like any other mother, looked forward to the arrival of her baby.

And perhaps, none of the subsequent events would have happened.

Lilian smiled and nodded, her smile as desolate as her gaze.

The smile was so fake.

Francis tried to wipe away her tears in vain, his voice husky as he said, "Stop smiling like this."

Lilian slowly withdrew her smile in the corner of her mouth, revealing her most genuine self at that moment, which somehow irritated more than her smile did.

Francis sighed soundlessly, his brows showing some impatience. He suddenly stood up, didn't say a word and went upstairs.

Lilian sat on the cold carpet. She closed her eyes for a moment, summoning great effort to push away what had just happened from her mind.

Many things cease to be trouble when you stop thinking about them.

She opened her eyes, pulled open a drawer, and retrieved some pills from it before heading to the kitchen.

She poured a glass of water and stared at the pills in her hand. Thoughts of Francis's words caused her to be distracted once more.

For a fleeting moment, she found the world devoid of interest.

The knife in the kitchen utensils glistened as if it were beckoning to her, tempting her to pick it up, to free herself from this world.

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By the time she snapped back to reality, she was already standing in front of the gleaming knife.

"What would you like for dinner tonight?"

Just as she was about to reach for it, Francis's voice suddenly appeared from the doorway. Lilian's hand paused.

The frenzied notion that had possessed her mind moments ago dissipated silently with his words.

Courage was needed for living, just as it was needed for dying.

She put down the glass, turned to look at Francis, who was standing there just as he always did and began speaking to her.

He didn't need to do anything, merely standing there could sway Lilian's thoughts and emotions.

Lilian gestured with her hand, "I'd like some porridge."

"I'll have someone bring it over," Francis said, and then his gaze briefly fell on the glass with her hand.

But he just looked at it and turned and went out.

Lilian heaved a sigh, glancing back at the knives on the kitchen shelf.

She grabbed the glass, placed the pills in her mouth and swallowed them whole.

Soon, the meal ordered by Francis arrived, delivered by Nelson.

After setting the table with the dishes, Nelson sensed the stifling and eerie atmosphere between Francis and Lilian. Feeling it was best to leave quickly, he finished arranging everything and departed.

Out of habit, Lilian stood up to help him serve the porridge.

Suddenly, she heard him say, "In the company, besides listening to me and Nelson, you needn't listen to anyone else."