Let's Get Married Chapter 295: Don't Thoroughly Frustrate Her

He kisses her gently for fear that it will startle her. Lily can feel his restrained and strong feelings for her
through his gingerliness. He doesn’t kiss her with his tongue; instead, he kisses her on her lips gently
as if he is consoling her and licking the wound on her heart.

Lily raises her head to welcome his kiss, but tears well up in her eyes. Why god is being so unfair that
true lovers have to suffer a lot and torment each other like this.

Why Rex doesn’t know that his words ‘plead guilty’ make her so heartbroken?

Lily takes a deep breath and raises her hand to gently push him away. The armed policemen standing
by their sides all shift their gazes, daring not to see this anymore. Fixing her gaze on his eyebrows and
eyes, she says in a slightly choked voice, “I’m leaving.”

As she stops speaking, a puff of cold wind gently sweeps across their faces. It’s the early spring, but
they sense the desolation of the late autumn.

Unable to bear such a farewell scene anymore, Lily turns around and walks inside with the escort of the
armed policemen. Rex however, keeps staring at her leaving back as well as the ghostly white lights
from both sides of the corridor with his scorching gaze. What Lily doesn’t expect now is that this is just
the beginning of a big storm.

…

Lily is then detained in a single room. Obviously, Rex has primed the officers here. Unlike the police
station, various kinds of criminals are detained in the detention center, some of which have committed
crime of thievery or affray, while some of which have committed felonies like rape or murder. Weak
women like Lily in this center are just like lamps that are barely a month old in a wolf pack. Obviously,
Lily will not be able to bear this.



Lily enters the single room and looks around, finding that this is another small room with no window.
There is even no bed or desk or toilet – there is only a basin for her to deal with her biological need.
The room is so moist that here re even mosses in the corners. Due to inadequate sunlight, an awful
smell permeates the room.

Although Lily can endure hardship, she feels itchy under such circumstance.

“This is your room. If you have any problems, just call the prison guard outside. Remember, don’t make
unnecessary noises.” The staff here is more serious than the police officers and is expressionless
when she’s speaking.

It’s reasonable that working in such an environment for a lone time, even those optimists would
become indifferent.

Lily doesn’t care much about her attitude and nods politely, “Okay, thank you.”

The staff shoots her a glance, turns around and closes the door without saying a word.

Being left in the room alone, plus the dim light in the still of night, Lily feels an inexplicable horror.

She walks towards the bed and sits down. The thin mattress makes a creaking sound because of her
movement. She holds her breath and creeps up to the bed, and then sits on the bedside with her arms
around her knees.

"Are you finished? We gonna turn off the light." A woman's hoarse voice comes from outside.

Lily clears her throat, “Okay.”

As she says out the word, the light in the room is turned off and the room is overwhelmed by darkness
again. Before she has time to react, she suddenly can’t see anything in the pitch black night.



Lily subconsciously puts her hand on her belly to protect the baby. She feels sorry for it and keeps
repeating the sentence softly, “Don’t be afraid, baby.”

She cares about the baby a lot. Even though it comes at an inappropriate time, it is the baby of Rex.
When thinking of this, maternal affection creeps in her heart.

Although she didn’t have an appetite, she forced herself to something; and she was quite cautious
when sitting down or standing up. These make Lily sense the fact that she really wants to keep the
child. Although this idea is very unrealistic, she still cannot deceive herself.

She is not afraid of suffering, but she is afraid that the baby in her belly would suffer.

But…

Looking around and failing to see anything in the darkness, Lily suddenly becomes a little scared. In
such an environment, maybe she cannot protect her baby.

With so many thoughts whirling around in her mind, she unwittingly falls asleep while leaning against
the wall – the bed is so moist that she doesn’t want to lie down.

In the midnight, maybe it’s because the room is too gloomy, or maybe it’s because she didn’t tuck
herself, she wakes up because of the coldness. Shivering, Lily opens her eyes and vaguely sees
several streaks of lights showed under the door.

What time is it?

Lily doesn’t know the answer, nor does she know how long she has slept. She guesses it should have
not passed six o’clock as all prisoners here have to get up at six o’clock.

She wraps her arms around her body to relieve the coldness. However, this is an utterly inadequate
measure. Finally, failing to bear the coldness anymore, she pulls over the quilt aside and puts it on her



kneels. The smell of decay immediately drifts into her nose.

Lily feels waves of nausea and struggles hard to hold them back but finally fails. She gets out of the
bed and vomits into the basin, which is originally for her to pee.

At first, she doesn’t vomit loudly, but the more times she vomits, the more uncomfortable she feels. The
odor of the vomitus plus the smell of decay make her feels even sicker.

When the prison guard outside hears the noise in Lily’s room, she knocks on the door fiercely, and asks
impatiently for she’s awakened from sleep, “What’s the matter?”

“No…Nothing…” Before she can’t finish her words, she vomits again. She has been worrying that
others may know about her pregnancy, but she doesn’t expect that her morning sickness is more
serious than what she has imagined.

Fearing that there might be an accident, the prison guard opens the door and turns on the light, and
then shifts her gaze onto Lily, who is huddling in a corner with a pale face. She frowns, “What’s wrong
with you?”

“Nothing!” Lily hastily explains, “Maybe because I’d eaten something that I have had diarrhea these
days. I was just transferred to here yesterday, so I feel sick again. Not a big problem.”

“Shall I call the doctor?”

“It’s all right. No need to bother. I feel better after vomiting.” Lily struggles to suppress the impulse to
vomit again and forces a pale smile, “I’m fine.”

Getting such a response, the prison guard naturally doesn’t insist. Anyway, the less trouble the better,
as it is quite troublesome to call the doctor here in the midnight, “All right. Then take care of yourself.
Call me if you need me.”



“Okay.” Seeing that the prison guard is leaving, Lily hurries to stop her and asks, “Excuse me, I want to
know what time it is now.”

“Four thirty.”

It will be dawn in an hour and a half.

"Four thirty."

It will be dawn in an hour and a half.

Lily breathes a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

The door is closed again, bringing away the bright lights. Lily is rooted to the spot as if she is soaked in
the cold sea in the winter and she feels breathless as if her throat is blocked by the salty sea water.

Rex told her to bear it for a few more days.

When hearing this, she though, “All right, just a few more days. It’s okay. I have been bearing it for a
long time.” But right at this moment, she finds that she can’t bear it anymore. Every minute is a kind of
cruel torture for her. She can even feel that her emotions and physical strength are slowly vanishing.

The environment one is in has great influence on the person. She doesn’t know how long she can
endure it with such a weak physical condition.

He will never know that how many sufferings she has endured for the sake of the final judgment. She is
waiting for a miraculous result.

She just hopes that he will not thoroughly frustrate her.


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