Gin would probably never admit it in his life. At that moment, he focused almost all his attention on seeing Furukawa Kumisa's reaction.

In the almost suffocating silence, she just stared at the report on her phone for a while, and then threw the phone back to him very casually.

I wonder if it was because she had been with him for a long time, but the sneer on Furukawa Kumisa's face looked exactly like him, "Have you already used this method? Gin."

Gin looked down at her, staring at every muscle change on her face - she didn't believe this report, or she didn't believe him.

He spoke calmly, "The report can be falsified, but so can your own body's reaction?"

As soon as these words came out, Furukawa Kumisa looked startled.

——That's because she was following his words and recalling the symptoms of her body during this period.

In an instant, her expression changed from stunned to pale, and finally turned into an expression of disbelief.

She subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her belly.

The area is still as flat as before, with no abnormalities visible.

Her face was too pale, uglier than any time she was sick or injured. All the blood faded almost instantly, and she was as pale as a corpse.

Gin looked at her and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms again, "You..."

Before she could say anything, she was suddenly interrupted: "Medical abortion or artificial abortion?"

Her voice was very soft, even a little floating, and her tone was fast, but it hit Gin's ears instantly like thunder.

He couldn't control the strength of his hand holding her arm, and tightened her tightly. She frowned in pain, but she still continued her analysis on her own.

"...the time is still very short, and it does not require surgical curettage. Medical abortion will be safer..."

Furukawa Kumisa could not continue to speak, she had already been pulled hard by Gin, and she crashed into his arms with a "dong" sound.

Instead of hugging her, he directly grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were terrifyingly ferocious, and he said word by word, almost as if they were popping out of his teeth, "You say it again?"

Furukawa Kumisa smiled, and in accordance with his request, he gritted his teeth and repeated, "I said, I want to abort it."

Her smile was full of cold sarcasm, and even a bit puzzled, "Why are you so angry? What? You actually want a child?"

Furukawa Kumisa seemed to have heard some big joke and laughed very absurdly, "You——Gin, want to have a child?"

The expression on Gin's eyes as he stared at her was already very terrifying. If it were anyone else, he might have the illusion that he would be the dead soul of his gunshot.

But Furukawa Kumisa didn't care, she looked at him with eyes that were like quenching poison, "Are you worthy?"

Every word almost poured a basin of boiling oil on his burning anger. He was rarely so irritable, and he didn't know that he could be irritated by such a short sentence.

When Kumisa Furukawa questioned him for making false reports, he was not angry and even patiently explained to her.

But when she hesitated and almost blurted out that she wanted to have an abortion, his anger was instantly ignited.

What's even more ridiculous is that he couldn't think of any rebuttal for a moment.

Does he want children? He's pretty sure he doesn't.

Gin has never had a "child" in his life plan for nearly thirty years. Everything that is uncontrollable is dangerous to him.

He walks on the tightrope hanging high in the sky all year round and never feels that he has the needs of normal people for love, warmth, and family.

She is the only exception.

But now this exception brought him an even bigger surprise.

But before he realized it, he instinctively did not reject the accident.

Does he want children? No.

Did he want her and his child? He couldn't answer.

But before he could answer, she had already denied everything.

Without any hesitation, she directly opened her mouth to take away

That accident deprived me of that sporadic and almost miraculous possibility.

This was the first time that Gin discovered that she was more ruthless than him when it came to "killing people."

He turned over and pressed her on the bed, but saw that her face turned a little paler, her lips trembled and she said, "What...are you doing?"

Her tone was not only the usual resistance, but also contained a hint of inexplicable fear.

Gin paused for a moment, and a strange suspicion came to his mind.

He leaned down and pressed on her body, without deliberately restraining his strength, and he didn't even take into account her abdomen.

Her face became even more ugly, and she trembled uncontrollably: "Don't..."

He remained motionless and even turned to her ear. His tone was soft but cruel, "Since you don't want this child, I'll help you."

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to protect her abdomen: "No..."

But he thought of something in an instant, forced himself to let go of his hands, and then reluctantly smiled at him with a white face: "...Okay, then you do it."

Gin watched her every movement and expression, lowered his eyes, and the uncontrollable anger in his heart subsided slightly.

——He almost forgot how realistic her acting skills were.

He pulled away from her and leaned back on the cushions.

She still maintained the position she had just been pushed down by him, dazedly touching her abdomen, not knowing what she was thinking.

Gin reached out to pull her up and put her into his arms again, but she broke away.

He tried to hold her with some force, but she struggled so hard that he now had concerns, so in the end he let her go without using too much force.

She broke away from his arm, rolled to the other side of the bed, far away from him, and huddled herself into a ball, wrapped in a quilt, and only her thin back could be seen from a distance.

Gin looked at her, and rarely forced her, but just leaned on the bed, waiting for her to think about it slowly.

It was not surprising that she would have a violent reaction when she suddenly learned the news. After the stress, there would be confusion, and he had enough time for her to sort it out on her own.

He has always been very clear about his purpose, he just wants her to stay by his side.

If she is really so stubborn that she would rather die than give in, then he can only slowly polish her, polish off all her claws and sharpness, and train her into a quiet and obedient doll.

But if there were other options that would allow her to stay willingly, he would be more willing to see it happen.

No one would reject a more lively and agile soul than an unpopular puppet.

They lay or sat on both sides of the bed and miraculously spent a peaceful afternoon.

Gin had been sending and receiving messages and seemed to be busy with endless things. During this period, there was no movement from Furukawa Kumisa.

He could only tell from her breathing that she woke up several times, each time in a light sleep, then dazed for a while, and then fell asleep again.

Gin gave her enough time and patience, occasionally looking sideways, and put the quilt back on her that had slipped off.

It wasn't until sunset that she finally seemed to have had enough sleep. She slowly woke up and stood up from the bed, holding her forehead.

Gin reached out to get a cushion for her and asked her to lean against it on the bed. She subconsciously held her belly during the whole movement.

He saw her movements in his eyes and didn't say anything more. He just asked: "When will we eat?"

Furukawa Kumisa didn't speak, leaned quietly for a while, and then suddenly spoke.

"The child is not yours."

At that moment, Gin almost crushed the phone screen in his hand, "...what did you say?"

Furukawa Kumisa suddenly raised his head and glared at him, his eyes clear, as if he had some desperate realization: "I said, the child is not you..."

At that moment, he leaned forward, pushed her down on the bed, and reached out to grab her shoulders with a force that almost sunk into her flesh.

——The iron hoop-like hands were originally aimed at her slender neck, but they turned around at the last moment and pressed on her shoulders instead.

This time I take it seriously

Exhausted by the power of rage, Furukawa Kumisa felt that her bones were about to be crushed, and she gasped in pain.

Gin was pressing on her, and although he still avoided her belly subconsciously, his voice was already frighteningly deep: "...Whose?"

He pressed her harder still, and she felt that the skin on her shoulder might have been broken, but she still looked back despite his cannibalistic gaze.

"You said it yourself, there are so many men around me, you can guess them one by one."

In anger, Gin actually laughed out loud, "You are forcing me to kill you."

Furukawa Kumisa also simply laughed, with a hint of his former overbearing look vaguely visible in his smile, "You can also choose to help other men raise children -"

She forced herself to stand up under the shackles, and whispered in his ear: "—and the child's mother."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. She subconsciously let out a cry of pain and wanted to struggle to escape.

Gin had already raised his head, his green eyes were filled with anger, and there was still a trace of blood on his lips. Only then did Furukawa Kumisa realize that the bite he just took made him bleed.

.

"Are you a dog?" she said angrily.

He just stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on his lips, and took her blood into his mouth.

"How dare you tell such a lie in front of me..." His pupils were actually stained with blood.
To be continued...