My Comatose Husband Divorced Me After Waking Up

Feng Jingxuan woke up.

When Nan Xia heard the news, she excitedly stroked her eight-month pregnant belly, her eyes filled with surprise.

Feng Jingxuan is her husband.

Two years ago, Feng Jingxuan became comatose due to an accident, and Old Mr. Feng chose Nan Xia as the bride for the Feng Family in hopes of bringing him joy.

The child was conceived through IVF, and from their marriage to pregnancy, Feng Jingxuan knew nothing about it.

She wondered what his reaction would be when he saw her.

A flicker of hope crossed Nan Xia's eyes as she arrived at the hospital.

The door to the hospital room was slightly ajar. As she was about to push it open, she saw another woman inside feeding Feng Jingxuan medicine, their closeness unmistakable.

"Jingxuan, are you really going to marry me? What about your wife?"

Feng Jingxuan's voice was deep and merciless: "I will divorce her."

"But she is already carrying your child, what will happen to the child if you divorce her now?" Song Yushang bit her lip, her voice tender.

Disgust filled Feng Jingxuan's eyes: "I absolutely do not want that child, a thing created while I was unconscious should not have come into this world."

Her vision blurred.

Nan Xia felt as if her heart had been torn open, the wind howling into it.

He said he would divorce her and didn't want the child, what did that make her?

Feng Jingxuan was her senior in university, whom she secretly adored for four full years.

When she learned that Feng Jingxuan had become comatose, she was determined to marry him.

For two years of marriage, even though Feng Jingxuan was entirely unconscious, she diligently took care of him and managed to conceive through daily hospital treatments.

Finally, when Feng Jingxuan's condition began to improve, he was already with another woman.

With a snap, Nan Xia accidentally pushed the door open, making a noise.

Both inside turned their gaze towards the door, meeting Nan Xia's panicked face. She quickly turned and ran out, each step an agony.

A smug smile appeared on Song Yushang's face. She stepped out and made a phone call: "She came over, do it now."

…

Nan Xia walked the streets like a zombie. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and someone attacked her from behind.

When she woke up again, she was stuffed inside a burlap sack, completely powerless, unable to even cry for help.

In and out of consciousness, she heard people talking outside.

"Jingxuan, do we really have to do this?"

Feng Jingxuan's voice, cold as ice, replied: "Throw her into the sea, then she will cease to exist."

Nan Xia's eyes widened, bloodshot.

These two voices, she recognized them – one was the woman she had just heard in the hospital, the other was Feng Jingxuan.

She was all too familiar with this man's voice.

She had always secretly loved him.

But she never truly knew him; just because she took Mrs. Feng's place, he wanted to get rid of her.

This man's heart was too cruel.

"She's pregnant now, getting a divorce might be difficult, but if she dies, all problems will be solved."

Coldly finishing his words, Feng Jingxuan kicked her stomach hard through the sack, utterly indifferent to her pregnancy.

Nan Xia felt her body being lifted abruptly.

"Die."

Her body plummeted into the icy, raging sea, salty water swiftly engulfing her from all sides. In the moment of losing breath, she recalled Feng Jingxuan's college speech.

His white shirt billowed in the wind, his brow refined, still resembling a youth.

"Feng Jingxuan, I will not let you go even as a ghost!"

On the beach stood a man and a woman. The young man spoke in a voice identical to Feng Jingxuan's: "Miss Song, let's go back."

"Hmm." Song Yushang's lips curled into a cold smirk.

She had hired a voice actor specifically to torment Nan Xia until her death!

Two hours later, at the hospital.

The steward rushed in: "Old Mr. Feng, something terrible has happened to the Young Madam."

Old Mr. Feng's expression turned grave: "What happened?"

"Young Madam jumped into the sea, and we have no news yet."

"What!"

Old Mr. Feng swayed, devastated, Nan Xia was still pregnant!

The steward said: "We've dispatched a rescue team, but there's little hope."

"Search, even if she's dead, I want to see the body," Old Mr. Feng covered his chest.

Feng Jingxuan's expression flickered.

The Feng Family's diving team searched day and night for a month, but they never found Nan Xia's body; she was declared dead.

When Feng Jingxuan heard this news, his face was expressionless.

His body had mostly recovered, and Song Yushang was peeling an apple for him.

"Jingxuan, you can't blame yourself. She forced the marriage knowing your condition, purely for the Feng Family wealth. She must have thought about using suicide to manipulate you after hearing you wanted a divorce, and unfortunately, it led to an accident; this was fate."

Feng Jingxuan rubbed his forehead, his eyes icy: "Don't mention this anymore!"

Song Yushang shivered, not daring to speak further.

Despite knowing him for so long, this was the first time he spoke so furiously.

But it didn't matter, Nan Xia was dead, and sooner or later, the position of Young Madam of Feng Family would be hers!

Three months later.

In a small clinic in the eastern part of the city, Nan Xia looked at the three adorable babies beside her, tears flowing down. She had barely survived, rescued by her close friend Tang Ning, but fearing Feng Jingxuan would find them, they had to hide in this clinic.

"Xiaxia, if Feng Jingxuan really wants to harm you, we must leave Yun City now. The Feng Family dominates Yun City, we stand no chance against him," Tang Ning said.

Hate flickered in Nan Xia's eyes: "But what about Little First?"

She had a difficult childbirth; Little First was the firstborn, not only weak but also with congenital leukemia, unlikely to live long.

She couldn't take the child with her, nor could she afford to raise him, but she couldn't bear to part with him.

Tang Ning hesitated: "I will take the child to the Feng Family, after all, it is their bloodline, he surely wouldn't be ruthless enough to kill his own son."

Nan Xia shook her head frantically, her face filled with sorrow.