"Lihua…"

  　　"You have…no idea how much you…" she gasped as she spoke, "how much I was missing you! I didn't…want our twins to come into this world without you. I wanted you with us. I wanted you with everybody. We already…" her voice was feeble as she cried, "stayed away for months…Even so you decided to sleep! Y-you were supposed to take care of me for the rest of the months!"

  　　Lihua herself wasn't sure what she was talking about. She knew it wasn't Wei's fault for getting into a coma. Naturally, her anger did direct towards Jiang Zhen at times, but she also felt helpless for Wei not being by her side.

  　　She had heard how comatose patients could take months or years to wake up into consciousness, and that had scared the shit out of her. She might have divorced and separated from Wei but even in those circumstances, she never wanted Wei to miss out on his child's birth or them growing up as a parent. She never wanted to be that heartless.

  　　Wei without his children and the twins without their father would have been the saddest event in their lives according to Lihua had he never woken up.

  　　She was angry at Jiang Zhen. She was angry at the situation and sometimes, she got angry at Wei. Everything was supposed to go well after this, but life dropped such a massive bomb upon her.

  　　Wei's beautiful eyelashes trembled. "Don't cry. It's my fault for making you sad…" he whispered slowly, "I…I didn't know what else to do," his voice was hoarse as he spoke, "I…saw Song Jia."

  　　Lihua stiffened.

  　　"I don't know…if you already know. Maybe Lu Bojing or Mingshen might have told you. I saw Song Jia that day at Li Dong's…base. I couldn't believe my eyes. She was alive in front of me. I didn't know how, but Mingshen is a doctor. It must have been him who saved her. I didn't know…why he did that. What was his goal…I don't know. But I was…happy. She is alive. That means you…" he shook as a tear slipped out of his eye, "you won't have to be sad anymore. You love her so much and I had…snatched her away from you. But now, your sister is back on your side…"

  　　Wei took a deep breath as he shut his eyes for a moment.

  　　"But then Jiang Zhen…I thought he was disabled already. But he took the gun and was about to shoot me. But it was going to hit Song Jia. I couldn't have…let that happen. I had already taken her life once. I-I did not want her to get hurt because of me yet again. That bullet was meant for me. I couldn't just stand…and do nothing. I killed her once but this time…" his gaze clouded as his voice shook, "This time, I wanted to save her…I wanted to save your sister and your happiness…"

  　　Lihua' shoulders shook. She clenched his hand, her heart aching with every word he spoke.

  　　Who could have thought that the Mafia King who had shot Jia in her heart would be the same man who would take a bullet for her in his chest.

  　　"I am sorry, Lihua. I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted to…protect you and your smile. You would…have been devastated if you had lost her once again. But I hurt you anyway…"

  　　Lihua hugged him harder and stammered. "No, it's not your fault. I am not really mad at you. You…"

  　　You saved sis…you saved her…
　　But it pained her that Jia was saved at the cost of Wei's suffering. The world might say that it was tit for tat. He shot her, and now he took the bullet at the same place as hers.

  　　It was Karma that hit him.

  　　Whatever fate had planned, Lihua didn't want any tit for tat or revenge. She never wanted to see either of them hurt and in danger.

  　　"Thank you for saving her…" she whispered. "But I am also sad to see you like this…"

  　　Wei pursed his lips.

  　　"S-so punish Jiang Zhen the worst way possible! He put you both in danger!" She wiped her eyes.

  　　Hearing his name, danger and bloodthirst oozed from his aura. He had many scores to settle with Jiang Zhen, and he would take his own sweet time to deal with him.

  　　"I know," his voice was laced with threat and alarm as his gaze turned frighteningly cold as well. "He will suffer the worst punishment."

  　　After a beat of silence, Wei lowered his gaze to look at her belly which was certainly bigger than the last time he had seen her. The iciness immediately melted away from his eyes and it softened imagining their twins inside.

  　　"How…how are they?" His voice choked.

  　　Lihua gently placed his hand on her belly. "They have been missing you a lot."

  　　Suddenly, Wei felt something kick and a soft sensation on his palm. He rapidly blinked his eyes.

  　　"W-what was that?" He knew what it was, but the overwhelming happiness brought disbelief.

  　　She proudly smiled. "Our healthy twins are kicking."

  　　His hand shook. When the babies kicked again, tears slipped out of his eyes. It felt as if they were right beside him, smiling and giggling at him.

  　　At first, pure bliss enveloped his heart feeling his children's kicks. But as he realized something, his expression turned solemn.

  　　"Don't kick anymore," he pursed his lips.

  　　Lihua blinked. "Ah? What do you mean? The babies are kicking!" She beamed.

  　　He slowly nodded. "But it must be hurting your belly."

  　　"……"

  　　"No hurting Lihua. Whether it is me or our children. I don't want to see you in pain, so they shouldn't kick," he seriously explained.

  　　"……"

  　　Listening to him talk like this made her reminisce all those times when Wei was the cute and adorable Mafia King who had banged his head on the ground.

  　　No matter what happened and at every stage, Wei only wanted Lihua to be unhurt and happy.

  　　"Wei…"

  　　She felt as if her heart was struck with millions of arrows all at once. His sincere love and concern never failed to shake her core.