My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 1283: The Secret of One’s Background


Chapter 1283: Chapter 1283: The Secret of One’s Background

Jiang Chenyue left full of hope, and yet, she left the old neighborhood feeling distraught and lost, her complexion so awful that even the bodyguard didn’t dare to approach her.

"Madam..."

"Let me be alone for a while."

After saying that, no one dared to disturb her further.

All they could do was watch her, under the dim street lights, staggering towards the roadside.

"I remember that child, tiny, with a red birthmark on the left wrist, and arms like tender lotus roots, so pale and delicate. I’ve never seen such a fair and well-grown child shortly after birth, so the impression was particularly deep."

"The woman who came to our motel with the child was very strange, she left early and returned late every day, not caring for the child; she’d leave the child with me during the day, handing me one hundred yuan, to prepare the formula for her. Tsk, such a small child, still not weaned, and looking so pink and delicate, I really don’t know why she could be so heartless to not even breastfeed. Initially, the child wouldn’t take the formula, and we were worried the baby would starve into sickness under our care. Eventually, probably from extreme hunger, the child cried and drank the formula down."

"After living like this for half a month, my husband and I helped take care of the child every day. When we chatted, we couldn’t help but ask her why she didn’t care for her own daughter. She hesitantly told us that she came from the countryside to find her husband; she had been working in the countryside to support her husband’s studies. Later, when her husband started working and apparently making money, she eagerly brought the child to join him, only to find he was with another woman. We even suggested calling the police for her at that time. The woman refused, explaining to us that in the countryside people marry early, usually just having a banquet counts as getting married, and they didn’t have a marriage certificate. Making a fuss was useless, and now she didn’t want the child anymore, nor did she want the man to find the child, asking us where there was an orphanage nearby. Seeing the child was pitiful and having developed feelings for it after half a month of care, we suggested that she let us give the child to one of our relatives to raise."

"Our relative was in her thirties and could not conceive. The doctors had said it was very unlikely she would ever become pregnant. When the woman heard this, she went away to think for a day, then came back saying she agreed to give the child to my relative, but with one condition—that my relative should alter the child’s age by six months when registering the child’s household status! Otherwise, she’d rather send the child to an orphanage. My husband and I asked our relative, who also agreed. In the end, the child was handed over to my relative, and the woman disappeared, never to be seen again."

Jiang Chenyue’s palms were cold and damp with sweat; the night wind carried a chill that brushed over her face as if scraping against her heart.

She closed her eyes, recalling how urgently she had asked that woman about the relative who adopted the child.

"...Her, ah. Sigh! Speaking of it, this matter has weighed on my conscience and filled me with guilt for decades!"

"At first, our relative really couldn’t have children, the doctor had confirmed it. But who would have thought that not two months after adopting the child, she found out she was pregnant, and it was a boy! Their whole family was overjoyed! When my husband and I went to their house to give them a red envelope, we found out that the child was gone, and my husband asked about it. They said, they lost the child... Sinful, oh~! Such a tiny child, they just said they lost it and it drove me furious."

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