nucmednet Chapter 365 Mommy, we miss you!
Chapter 365 Mommy, we miss you!
"Mommy, I miss you."
"Mommy, I miss you too."
"Mommy, and me, I miss you too."
The three babies rushed to express their longing for her, which made Wen Jiu really satisfied.
She didn't dare think about it, what would the babies do if she never came back? If she thinks about it this way, shouldn't she be happy with this result now?
Her eyes were wet and red, and she hugged her for a while before she was willing to let go of their little bodies.
"Mommy, why are you wearing a mask? Have you recovered from your illness? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Huo Jiuning asked in a childish voice.
At a young age, she already knew how to care about Wen Jiu, which made her feel so warm, but also very sad.
She couldn't bear to let her children know about her disfigurement. She still remembered that Huo Jiuning once said that her face was as tender as tofu. If she knew that her face was ruined, she should be sad, right?
"Yes, Mommy is still not recovered at all, so she can't take off the mask for the time being." Wen Jiu replied.
She didn't know how long she could hide the babies. Anyway, she could hide them for one day. It would be bad if she scared them.
At this time, when Grandma Huo learned that Wen Jiu had been discharged from the hospital, she got up immediately and walked with the help of Aunt Hao on crutches.
She asked nervously: "Xiao Jiu, what happened? How did you get kidnapped? Have you recovered? There are no sequelae or anything, right?"
Facing Grandma Huo's worried face, Wen Jiu glanced at Huo Beimo beside him in embarrassment.
Huo Beimo quickly replied for her: "Grandma, of course she will recover after being discharged from the hospital. Xiaojiu is fine, so don't worry."
"It's okay, thank God."
Grandma Huo is getting older and her health is not as good as before. Naturally, Huo Beimo will not tell her the truth to avoid affecting her health.
After Wen Jiu returned home, he went straight back to the bedroom without staying in the hall.
The babies also followed her to the bedroom and played with her for a while, then she lay down and hid under the quilt.
Huo Beimo looked at her helpless look, but there was nothing he could do.
For the first time in my life, I had this feeling of powerlessness.
He silently lifted the quilt, lay down behind Wen Jiu, and hugged her waist from behind.
Wen Jiu reflexively wanted to distance herself from him, but he hugged her body tightly and did not give her a chance to distance herself.
Huo Beimo rested his chin on Wen Jiu's shoulder and whispered in her ear: "Wife, don't push me away. No matter what happens, we will face it together. Don't push each other away, okay?"
A warmth filled Wen Jiu's extremely insecure heart. She nodded, and then she did not resist his embrace.
The two slept until dinner time when the servant's voice came.
"Master, Master, it's time to eat."
"Let's go eat."
Huo Beimo patted Wen Jiu on the shoulder.
But when Wen Jiu thought that if she ate with everyone, she would have to take off her mask and show her wounds, her scalp felt numb and she didn't have the courage at all.
"Beimo, can I eat in the room? Just tell grandma that I have a cold, okay?"
Huo Beimo could understand Wen Jiu's mood and naturally followed her.
"I'll bring it up in a moment."
After Huo Beimo came downstairs, he didn't bother to eat, so he took Wen Jiu's portion first.
It's a pity that she didn't even want to eat in front of him. She hid on the balcony alone and closed the door of the balcony, and then she started to eat in peace.
For several days in a row, Wen Jiu didn't even go downstairs after returning home.
Since she was hospitalized, Huo Beimo has not been to the company. Although his direct subordinates are all elite-level, a huge group cannot rely on others, so naturally he still has to go to the company.
So, early that morning, after Huo Beimo greeted Wen Jiu, he went to work.
Before he left, he specifically asked Aunt Hao to deliver food to Wen Jiu.
Therefore, Wen Jiu's three meals a day were delivered to the room as usual.
She was still hiding on the balcony to eat alone. No matter how she tried to convince herself to be optimistic, the scars on her face had become a fact, making it impossible for her to live a normal life.
At this time, she was sitting absentmindedly on the balcony eating, looking in the direction of the garden in trance.
"Have you all read the posts on the Internet? Someone broke the news that the young lady has been disfigured. I don't know if it is true or not."
"Oh my god! That's most likely true. She's been out of hospital for so many days. She wears a mask all the time. She doesn't want to go downstairs to eat. She has food delivered to her room every day. If it weren't for her disfigurement, I really want to For no other reason.”
"It's such a shame that such a beautiful face is ruined."
"Then her marriage to the young master... isn't it..."
"That's not true. She has been in the house for so long. Don't you and I still know her status in the young master's heart? The young master will definitely not abandon her. What's more, she has three children, so her status will not be threatened."
"This is not necessarily true. People are all visual creatures. If the young lady is really disfigured, the young master may still miss his old relationship for a day or two. But as time goes by, and there are so many beauties around him, who wants to go home and face an ugly wife? .”
Wen Jiu was already in a low mood, and after hearing this, he became even more sad.
Just when she was lost in thought, Aunt Hao's voice came.
"What are you talking about behind your back? Who told you that the young lady is disfigured?"
Hearing Aunt Hao's voice, the servants were frightened and apologized quickly.
Among them, a newly arrived servant couldn't help but said: "Aunt Hao, it's not us who are talking nonsense, it's someone on the Internet who broke the news. Moreover, after the young mistress came back, she wore a mask every day, so it's hard for people not to make wild guesses. "
"My young lady just has a cold. Do you believe the things on the Internet? It's all nonsense. Don't talk about the master behind his back in the future."
Everyone nodded, and the little servant did not dare to raise any objections.
Everyone dispersed, only Wen Jiu remained sitting on the balcony.
It's okay for others to talk nonsense, but the scary thing is that what they say is the truth.
When I was already in pain, hearing others talk about me behind my back was like a thousand arrows piercing my heart.
In the days that followed, Huo Beimo became busier and busier, and came home later and later.
Wen Jiu was already very insecure. She browsed the posts on the Internet and listened to the discussions at home, which made her even more insecure. But she knew that this insecurity was all due to her own psychology, not to Huo Beimo. I could only hide my mistake silently in my heart without telling him.
After all, it is not easy for Huo Beimo to manage such a large group by himself. She can no longer let him worry about her own affairs.
On this day, Wen Jiu rarely went downstairs to play with the babies.
Seeing her rarely going downstairs, Grandma Huo couldn't help but stepped forward and asked with concern: "Xiao Jiu, you haven't recovered from your cold yet? Why are you still wearing a mask?"
"Yeah, it's not healed yet." Wen Jiu replied awkwardly.
Thinking about it, paper can't contain the fire. I will confess this matter to Grandma Huo one day.