A second chance with my billionaire husband

Tears finally streamed out of Yun Ya’s eyes as she tightly embraced him, feeling both heartache and happiness.

Even though she knew that having or not having children wouldn’t change Brother Yan’s love for her, she still yearned for a child with Brother Yan, even though the chances were slim...

Even if Brother Yan didn’t care, what about Aunt Zhuang, Uncle Yan? Would they not care either? And how would the outside world view her?

Yan Song coaxed her for a long time before soothing Yun Ya, and she nestled into his embrace, both eventually calming down.

Yun Ya was now quite adept at regulating her emotions and knew that such things couldn’t be rushed. She and Brother Yan weren’t even married yet, and Brother Yan had never touched her. It was too early to consider such things; she was just speaking from her heart, and with the secret pent up inside her, she momentarily lost control.

She always remembered the prescription her master gave her for regulating her body, taking the medicine on time and maintaining a cheerful mood. After going through so many things, she believed that heaven wouldn’t be so cruel to her.

Early the next day, during breakfast, Yun Ya noticed the satisfied and reassuring look in Zhuang Xiyue’s eyes. Feeling suffocated, she said nothing and silently ate a few bites of breakfast before putting down her chopsticks.

Zhuang Xiyue frowned slightly: "Why are you eating so little?"

Having not eaten anything last night and now eating so little in the morning, how could her body bear it in the long run? Looking at Yun Ya, who was so thin she seemed a gust of wind could blow her away, Zhuang Xiyue frowned even deeper.

"Eat more, you’re at the age where you’re supposed to be growing. How can you manage if you’re not full?"

Yan Ke raised an eyebrow, thinking his mother’s words sounded a bit odd...

Yun Ya said helplessly: "I’m full, really can’t eat anymore."

Yan Song looked at her with concern, holding her hand, and asked, "Eating so little, are you really okay?"

Yun Ya laughed and said, "What could possibly be wrong? Did Brother Yan forget I’m a doctor?"

Yan Song raised his hand to ruffle her hair, while opposite them, Zhuang Xiyue placed a sunny side-up egg into her bowl: "Eat this egg, replenish some protein, otherwise your body won’t handle it."

If she didn’t eat it, Aunt Zhuang would probably nag the whole morning, so reluctantly, Yun Ya took a bite. The oily smell made her stomach churn, but with Zhuang Xiyue watching eagerly, Yun Ya forced herself to swallow it to avoid worrying her.

Yan Song suddenly held her hand tightly, frowning: "Don’t force yourself."

Yun Ya shook her head with a smile, took a bite, chewed slowly, and suddenly, she frowned, dropped her chopsticks, and ran to the bathroom with her hand over her mouth.

The sound of retching soon came from the bathroom.

Yan Song’s face darkened, and he quickly followed her.

Worrying, Zhuang Xiyue also hurried after them: "Why is she throwing up all of a sudden?"

Yun Ya’s stomach was empty, and what she vomited was just bile, her cheeks pale with a heartbreaking look, leaning feebly against Yan Song, who frowned so deeply he could catch a fly, gently patting her back.

Yun Ya retched, but nothing came out.

Zhuang Xiyue was anxious and pacing, "What should we do, we should quickly take her to the hospital."

Beside them, Yan Ke chimed in: "Could my sister-in-law be pregnant?"

Yan Song glared at him coldly, making Yan Ke shrink back, thinking isn’t that how it happens in dramas?

Yun Ya’s fingernails tightly dug into her palm.

Zhuang Xiyue glared at him, about to scold him for talking nonsense, as they weren’t even married yet, spreading rumors like that would sound terrible. But suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head, recalling what she saw the previous night, a gleam appeared in her eyes.

She looked at Yun Ya, who was dry heaving over the toilet, with Yan Song tenderly patting her back.

Her smile grew wider and wider.