Rong Jingyang was driving, heading west until he reached the edge of the city.
Qin Yunxi hadn't called him yet. Had she not found out Du Ruoxin's location?
He dared not drive any further, fearing he would become like a headless fly, drifting further and further away from her.
He turned off the engine and pulled over to the side of the road.
Rong Jingyang rolled down the car window, reclined his seat, and rested his head on his hands, closing his eyes.
As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with memories of his years of marriage with Du Ruoxin.
He remembered her laughter, how she would always playfully demand he tell her he loved her, and how her heart and eyes were always focused on him wherever he was.
Du Ruoxin loved Rong Jingyang deeply.
Everyone knew it.
He knew it too.
He thought this love would last forever. He thought they would walk together for a lifetime, even if he didn't love her.
As a wife and a mother, Du Ruoxin was qualified.
Although she was often unreasonable and acted like a child who never grew up, he could wait for her to mature a little, for her to grow up.
But—
When did she start to mistakenly believe he had many women outside? And when did she start to think he was gaslighting her?
Gaslighting?
Rong Jingyang laughed in anger!
Did she even know what true gaslighting was?
"Sigh—"
He let out a light sigh, his chest feeling increasingly constricted. An unresolvable restlessness gnawed at him, like thousands of ants gnawing at his heart, making him uncomfortable and causing him to breathe rapidly.
"Screeeech—"
The vibration of his phone interrupted Rong Jingyang's thoughts. He took out his phone and saw it was Mu Li calling.
"Sir, Cristiano has gone mad. He's mobilized two legions of soldiers and surrounded the hospital in [City Name]."
Rong Jingyang sat up straight, his breathing deepening with Mu Li's voice, "What happened?"
Mu Li: "We're not sure. We haven't found out yet."
Rong Jingyang: "—"
For some reason, he instinctively thought of Du Ruoxin.
Only Du Ruoxin could make Cristiano lose control.
"Hospital location," Rong Jingyang said.
Mu Li: "[City Name], several hundred kilometers south of New York."
Rong Jingyang searched the car's navigation. It would take more than ten hours to drive there from his current location.
He couldn't wait!
Checking his surroundings, he said urgently, "Get a helicopter here. I'll wait for you at the [Farm Name] farm."
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Hospital
When Cristiano received Trevor's call saying Du Ruoxin was in trouble, had lost a lot of blood, and was in critical condition, he panicked.
He immediately took a helicopter to the hospital.
During the flight, Trevor called again, saying Du Ruoxin was experiencing severe bleeding due to a miscarriage.
Now, the fetus was gone.
The doctor had not seen the placenta, nor the fetus.
Du Ruoxin had wounds of varying degrees. What kind of abuse had she suffered before she lost consciousness?
Cristiano's mind went blank, buzzing.
Who dared to abuse Xin'er!
He wanted that person to die a thousand deaths!
With a few commands issued, the US military was mobilized, surrounding the entire town, the entire hospital, not letting even a fly escape.
Cristiano rushed to the hospital, only to see Du Ruoxin lying motionless in the ICU, her face deathly pale, covered in wounds and blood, looking as if she had undergone inhumane torture.
Her appearance stimulated Cristiano.
He carefully approached her, calling out to her, "Xin'er, wake up."
The woman lying weakly in bed did not respond. Cristiano's heart ached, "Wake up and look at me, okay?"
Who was it?!
Killing that person now, and making them die a thousand deaths, would not be enough to quell his rage!