The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1513 - 1530: How Is She Any Less Than Her

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She propped herself up and took out her phone to check the time. The light illuminated her fair cheeks, and she squinted slightly, feeling a wave of disappointment in her heart.

It was already eleven thirty at night.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t help but sigh, extending her hand to rub her abdomen.

She felt a wave of nausea.

After lying down for a while longer, she suddenly flipped over and got out of bed quickly, rushing to the bathroom.

She had dinner alone tonight. Nangong Yaoling didn’t return; she knew he was at the hospital with Mrs. Nangong, so she didn’t call him again.

Initially, she didn’t want to eat anything in the evening, but for the sake of the child in her belly, she forced herself to eat a little.

But now, she felt like she was going to throw up her dinner, and even bile.

She rinsed her mouth and washed her face with cold water again, looking at herself in the mirror. Her nose was red, and her face was also flushed. She looked at the person in the mirror with a dazed expression, and the person looked back at her in the same way.

She placed her hand on her abdomen, curving her lips into a smile.

The person in the mirror made the same gesture.

She thought of what the little girl said, thinking that perhaps things weren’t that bad after all.

After all, she also had a little angel accompanying her!

If possible, she hoped she was carrying a girl. It is said that daughters are like a mother’s little padded jacket; that way, in the future, she wouldn’t be lonely living her own life with a daughter by her side.

"Baby, you have to be good, okay? Mommy will definitely dress you up beautifully..." Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t help but mutter to herself.

As she walked out of the bathroom, she vaguely heard some commotion downstairs.

She paused slightly, quickly standing up and heading outside.

As she reached the stairway, she heard the butler speaking loudly downstairs, "Young Master, you’re back! Oh my, why did you drink so much? Young Master, take it slow..."

Xia Xiaonuan frowned slightly and hurried downstairs.

However, halfway down the stairs, she suddenly froze.

She saw Yang Zi’er dressed in a sexy backless dress, supporting the staggering Nangong Yaoling toward the sofa.

The butler stepped forward to help.

"Young Master, take it slow..."

Yang Zi’er said gently, supporting him to the sofa.

Nangong Yaoling fell onto the sofa, and she fell onto him as well.

"Young Master, are you okay... Seriously, I told you not to drink, but you insisted on drinking so much..."

"Get away... Xiaonuan, where’s Xiaonuan?"

Nangong Yaoling suddenly pushed Yang Zi’er away, shouting as he did.

Yang Zi’er was pushed against the side table, grimacing in pain.

As she looked up, she happened to see Xia Xiaonuan coming over. Her face instantly turned pale.

"Young... Young Mistress, you’re awake?" The butler saw Xia Xiaonuan and his face changed slightly. He glanced worriedly at Nangong Yaoling and Yang Zi’er.

But Xia Xiaonuan had already hurried to the sofa. As she passed Yang Zi’er, she only gave her a faint glance before stepping past her, going to Nangong Yaoling.

The air was filled with a strong perfume scent and the alcoholic breath emanating from Nangong Yaoling.

"I’m here. Why did you drink so much?" Xia Xiaonuan said, looking at him with concern, and then turned her head: "Butler, quickly get someone to make a sobering soup..."

"Ah... yes, Young Mistress, I’ll get someone to do that right away!" The butler said, immediately running to the back.

At this moment, Nangong Yaoling looked at Xia Xiaonuan in front of him, and with a forceful pull, hugged her into his arms.