My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

When Mo Weiyi woke up, she found herself lying in a hospital ward.

A needle was pierced into the back of her left hand and only half of the liquid in the drip remained, leaving her feeling somewhat weak.

Turning her head, she saw Xiao Yebai dozing off on the sofa.

His shirt was crumpled because of the night’s upheaval, his hair was a little messy, his eyebrows were tightly knit, his lips slightly pursed, and there was stubble on his chin…

He looked quite haggard.

Yet, he was still devastatingly handsome.

As if sensing her gaze, Xiao Yebai opened his eyes and got up, “Awake?”

Mo Weiyi raised her hand subconsciously and held her lower abdomen, “Xiaobai, I…”

“You’ve started your period.”

“Huh?” Mo Weiyi opened her mouth in surprise, somewhat bewildered.

Period?

Xiao Yebai asked her, “How do you not know when your period starts?”

In the middle of the night, he had driven at breakneck speed all the way to the hospital, only to find out that she had fainted from menstrual cramps.

To top it all off, the female doctor had solemnly lectured him on the need to watch out for the frequency of such incidents.

It was quite ridiculous.

Mo Weiyi looked at him, uncertain whether to feel relief or disappointment.

“Did…did I really just start my period?”

“Yes.” Xiao Yebai came to the bedside, glanced at her abdomen, “Does your stomach still hurt?”

Mo Weiyi pouted, looking pitiful, “Yes, it hurts terribly.”

Xiao Yebai’s brows furrowed instantly.

Looking at his handsome features, Mo Weiyi extended her hand that wasn’t connected to the IV, whispered, “Xiaobai, please give me a belly rub.”

Her beautiful cat eyes were clear and clean, the black and white distinct, as if they didn’t contain a shred of impurity.

She was probably in pain, as the corners of her eyes were slightly wet. With her pale cheeks and soft voice, she implored him to give her a belly rub…

He lowered his lashes and sat by the bed, “Like this?”

Mo Weiyi gave a sweet smile and nestled herself in his arms, “Yes, you’ve rubbed my stomach before, don’t you remember?”

Xiao Yebai didn’t reply.

But he remembered that it should have been a long time ago, probably when Mo Weiyi had just started high school. Once, the school had conducted a surprise military training, and she had started her period the next day and was in terrible pain.

He had had to drive to the mountains to fetch her as her father, Mo Yaoxiong, was out of town and she was crying badly on the phone.

That night, just like now, she had pleaded with him in a soft voice to rub her stomach.

And they had almost crossed a line…

After that, the Mo Family had specifically found a doctor to regulate her physique, and her menstrual cycles had been regular for years. It was a mystery why this time it was delayed and caused the stomachache.

Could it really be because they had been too vigorous last night?

“Xiaobai.” The soft, mellow voice called out from his arms again.

“What’s the matter?”

As she lay in Xiao Yebai’s arms, the scent she was familiar with and found comforting filled her nostrils. Mo Weiyi’s entire belly felt sweet, and so did her voice.

She said, “I think it might be because I had ice cream at noon yesterday.”

It had been too hot when they’d just gotten off the plane, so she had gotten Rong An to buy a big box of ice cream.

If she had known this would happen, she wouldn’t have eaten it…

“Okay.” Xiao Yebai answered, indicating he had understood.

“Please don’t tell grandpa and father about this.” Mo Weiyi added, “I don’t want them to worry.”

“Alright.”

After a night’s upset, Mo Weiyi was very tired. Leaning against the man’s broad and firm embrace…

She was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep.

Finally unable to stifle a yawn, her voice sounded sleepy, “Xiaobai, I’m a bit sleepy.”

Xiao Yebai glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

It was two in the morning.

“Does your stomach still hurt?” he asked.

“It’s much better.”

Xiao Yebai pulled over the blanket to cover her, “Then sleep.”

As he was getting up to leave, she held onto his shirt. Mo Weiyi’s voice was soft and gentle, “Xiaobai, don’t go.”

“I will sleep on the sofa.”

“No, I want you to stay here with me.” Mo Weiyi held onto his shirt tightly, her face appealing and pathetic.

Knowing she couldn’t sleep on her own, after a while, Xiao Yebai said, “Ok.”

As he sank down again, Mo Weiyi snuggled back into his familiar arms, pleading adorably, “You have to stay until I fall asleep.”

“Yes.”

With his promise, Mo Weiyi finally closed her eyes with relief.