Redeeming Love

Chapter 4 Shopping with Tang Hai

Tang Hai drove me to the mall.

The salesperson's gaze drifted between me and Tang Hai, and I was already regretting my decision.

Although it was true that my old swimsuit didn't fit anymore, I didn't expect Tang Hai to take me directly to buy a new one.

Faced with all sorts of sexy swimsuits, Tang Hai finally realized that something was wrong. He coughed, said "I'll wait for you outside," and then left.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The salesperson said excitedly, "Is that your boyfriend? He's so handsome!"

I looked towards the door.

Tang Hai was on the phone, with a slightly furrowed brow. In the bright light, his face looked even more fair-skinned and his eyes pitch-black.

I whispered, "He's not my boyfriend."

In an instant, my mood disappeared. I randomly picked a swimsuit that she recommended, hurriedly paid, and left.

I heard Tang Hai say on the phone, "Alright, let's stop here." He didn't sound happy.

When he saw me, he hung up and tried to sound gentle: "Did you buy what you like? Let's go, ok?"

The car drove forward again, and I suddenly realized, "I don't think I told my mom and uncle that I was going out."

Tang Hai stared at the traffic in front of him and casually said, "No need. They're at the hospital now and don't have the energy to worry about these things."

"The hospital? Why are they at the hospital? Is my mom sick?"

I felt a chill in my heart as I thought about how they had been coming home late recently.

Tang Hai seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and he regretfully hit the steering wheel before pausing and saying, "She's not sick, she's pregnant."

She's pregnant?

Even Tang Hai knew, but I, her own daughter, didn't know.

I made an "Oh" sound and slowly turned my head back.

It was strange. The halo of the traffic light suddenly expanded infinitely, becoming a blurry light and shadow.

I shouldn't be crying. This was clearly good news.

It's just that I had never realized as clearly as I did now that "go back and live with your dad" would become a reality.

Because my mom was going to have a second child.

She would give all the love she had given me before, unreservedly, to this child.

This child probably wouldn't get scolded, right?

They would receive smiles instead of anger, right?

Many speculations flashed through my mind like bubbles and flowed out of my eyes.

The red light turned green, but for some reason, Tang Hai didn't step on the gas pedal. He just turned his head to look at me, wanting to speak but hesitating.

The car behind honked impatiently, urging him on. Tang Hai rolled down the window, still angry: "Stop honking!"

He stepped on the accelerator.

I was scared, tears welling up in my eyes, and I didn't dare to move.

Noticing my expression, Tang Hai slowly relaxed and lowered the speed. He said very slowly, "I'm sorry."

In the dimly lit car, his pitch-black eyes were full of remorse.