Single Mom (Reincarnation)

Chapter 1 Marrying You My Mistakes

Plaques

His cheeks were hot and sore, the pain spread to his heart. Not just this moment, but every moment he had to sacrifice his heart. The two neutrals stared at that clenched palm. The relationship that was originally like spring love, living a life of immorality, is now gone in an instant. His pain was more dominating than his love.

The man who never played his hand, spoiled him now even incised a wound.

"You brought that woman******, am I wrong?" ask Xin Qian. The woman looked at the man in front of her. In this house only she first entered and only she was allowed to be her hostess. "Zi Rui, what in your heart is no more love for me, the guilty are our parents. Our hostile parents why we should be weeping. My father and your father are dead. Do we need to be like this, remember Zi Han. He needs an old man like us."

"Your father who killed my father will never disappear." It still stuck in his heart how his father died when a shot went through his chest. It was her 5th birthday. The garden decorated with lanterns, flowers and birthday cakes was destroyed in an instant. All this time he did not know the identity of his wife and considered the woman in front of him was just a child of an ordinary person. Who would have thought it turned out that he lived with his housemaid in a place and became the beginning of his meeting.

"Married you was a mistake."

Her tears were flowing, why was fate so cruel to her? If you want, you want to live like an ordinary person. Without knowing that his father was a mafia.

"The cruelty of your father, I will never forgive including you and Zi Han is my biggest mistake."

Xin Qian looked at one of the women behind Zi Rui. The woman named, her mother-in-law once loved her so much but now it was just a hatred in her eyes. "Mama,"

Madam Yan turned her face away and Xin Qian had already gotten her answer. "If you can't accept Xin Yi, you better get divorced."

Xin Qian held onto her chest that felt tight. Even her mother-in-law no longer supported her. Without saying anything, he strode outwards. She faintly listened to her mother-in-law and her husband prepare a room for Xin Yi.

A few days had passed, Xin Qian had always tried to serve her husband, Zi Rui well. But at all the man ignored her and instead paid attention only to Xin Yi.

"Are you unable to leave Zi Rui?" Xin Qian pleaded as she clasped Xin Yi's hand.

The woman let go of Xin Qian's hand. "I can't because I love Zi Rui, do you see my son? He was so close to Zi Rui. You should also be aware, together with you Zi Rui suffered greatly. There's no such thing as a happy life with her father's killer."

Xin Yi sauntered away giving a nicks wound in Xin Qian's heart. The woman looked out the window. He saw his son Zi Han who was like confusion seeing his father pay more attention to other people's children.

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"Dz ... My father couldn't have killed your father. Everything must have misunderstood. The photo is not true, the evidence could be faked." Xin Qian cried and held her husband, Zi Rui, back from leaving. The man packed his suitcase with a dead red face.

A few days ago Zi Rui's mother gave a photo that her father killed Zi Rui's father. Even the evidence points to his father.

"You're still evasive? The evidence is clear that your father killed my father" Zi Rui said in a cold tone and both eyes sharpened like needles.

"No, I believe in my father."

"And I also believed in my father, that proof was enough."

Xin Qian cried as she closed her eyes. "Please don't leave me Zi Rui."

"I'm sick of you Xin Qian."

"What about our promise? What about our love? We already have Zi Han."

"I'll consider it." Zi Rui let go of Xin Qian's hand which was holding onto her arm and dragged her suitcase.

19.20 Bangkok.

Heavy rain drenched his face, his two eyes flashing as the rain fell on his two eyes, the pain radiating on his head no more his heart ache. She wanted to see her husband, but who would have thought a truck speeding through a red light.

His breathing was like hot water smoke. His body felt stiff only one of his limbs could move. He looked over and looked at the ring that was on his ring finger.

The memory of when they first met at a lake, when they were cycling together in the park, a kiss that warmed each other on the lips of both, and the two, laughing together in the yard while playing with rain water and a most beautiful gift when she was pregnant with their first child.

"Zi Han." His breath choked, his chest up and down. The memory of her 5-year-old son made the corners of her tears flow. He was not willing to leave his adorable son, this torture made him regret for not being able to make his only son happy.

"Mommy." The call of Zi Han who laughed calling out to him made his chest grow increasingly tight and slowly his two eyes were tightly shut.

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Crings ......

The sound of the clock on the nightstand left the two tightly shut eyes wide open. He immediately moved and his breath hunted, his chest rose and fell like it was about to be uprooted by the angel of death.

"Mommy, Zi Han will be late!" The voice of the little boy from outside the door and the little boy poked his lips next to him while opening the door violently. "Mommy, let's get ready. Zi Han is already late."

Zi Han shook his head, his black hair surging like a cage bird. She doesn't like to tie her hair, she thinks it has to be removed for the canary to recognize her.

"Mommy ...." Zi Han shook Xin Qian's arm. The woman was still shocked by the dream-like but real event. "Mommy is sick" Zi Han said.

His little hand examined Xin Qian's forehead. "Well! Mami is sick," Zi Han said in surprise. "Mommy take it easy, Zi Han will take care of Mami." The boy ran out to get a compress in the kitchen.

Xin Qian held her head, she recalled the incident that night. He had an accident and made his head bleed. The red liquid in addition to the fishy smell made his face instantly turn uncharacteristic. "I, I was in an accident. Then ...."

"Mommy, you're not conscious yet." In those little hands, Zi Han carried a basin of water and a handkerchief. Put it on the nightstand carefully. "Today's my last schedule for piano lessons from teacher Bai Zhi."

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Tiiig ...

Like a bell, Xin Qian closed her eyes. The pain from his brain made him remember something. He held his head with pain that seemed to take his life.

"Mami Zi Han will call the Doctor."

Zi Han ran to his room. He contacted someone on his phone and saw a name 'Papi', but not at all raised. He tried several times until he finally gave up and returned to kamad Xin Qian.

"Mommy, Papi didn't pick up my call. What am I supposed to do?" ask Zi Han. He was very worried about the mother who was groaning in pain. He wanted to cry but seeing his mother moaning and not crying he had to hold back his fear.

"Well!"

Xin Qin lowered his hand that was holding his head, slowly the pain in his head disappeared.

"Zi Han." Xin Qian pulled Zi Han into her arms. Her pale lips quivered, her tears welled up. After what he remembered his face turned cold.