his-genius-wife-is-a-superstar-novel-16091324
chapter-112

Iris woke up gasping. Her heart raced, pounding so hard and so loud, as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. She was soaked in her own sweat, yet her body felt ice-cold and shivered uncontrollably. Her teeth was even chattering.

She looked around her familiar dark bedroom, trying to ascertain that everything was real, that she wasn't dreaming anymore. Remembering her nightmare…her breath hitched and she shuddered. It felt so real.

Forgetting her own self was the most frightening feeling that she had ever experienced in her two lives. It felt like she wasn't alive, like she didn't exist, like she was nothing…no one.

She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, focusing on the sound of the falling water from the wall-mounted waterfall fountain to slowly calm her down. It took a long time before her heartbeat slowed and her body stopped shaking. She still felt cold but at least it became more bearable than when she just woke up.

Now that she calmed down enough, she noticed that her body felt heavy. She also felt light-headed. Her lower abdomen was cramping and there was something wet and sticky between her thighs.

She sighed and climbed off the bed. Her pyjama pants and bed sheets were stained with blood.

Just walking was difficult. Everything ached and she felt a bit dizzy. Dragging her heavy body, every movement was a challenge.

She first headed to her walk-in closet to get a clean pair of pyjamas and underwear. Then she headed to the bathroom, opened a drawer for a sanitary pad, and cleaned herself up before changing into her clean clothes. She noticed that she was bleeding a lot heavier this time compared to her previous periods.

Panting from these simple actions, she leaned over the sink to wash the sweat off her face. Her reflection stared at her in the mirror, looking very pale…Long Xiulan's reflection.

"I am Long Xiulan." Her voice was a whisper. She spoke again, this time louder and stronger. "This is me. I am real. My name is Long Xiulan."

Staring at her own reflection in the mirror by herself started to spook her.

She forced a smile.

'What am I doing? It was just a dream, only a dream. No need to be so freaked out.'

She patted her face dry with a towel and headed back to her bed. She looked at the bloodstain on her bed sheets and sighed. Then she thought of something. She grabbed her duvet, gathered it in her arms, and went out of her bedroom.

Silently and carefully, she opened the door to the cat room. She peeked and saw her two kittens sleeping peacefully. Ice Cream was curled into a ball on her own small fluffy bed, while Popcorn was sprawled on the carpet with his belly up and tiny feet stretched in weird positions.

Iris smiled and entered the room, closing the door gently behind her. She walked to the sofa, planning to sleep there but changed her mind upon seeing the cute Popcorn. She placed the duvet on the carpet instead, and then laid down beside the sleeping kitten. She grabbed the other half of the duvet and covered herself.

Her cramps were becoming more painful, making it hard for her to find a comfortable position to sleep. However, she felt too lethargic to stay awake.

Giving a gentle rub to Popcorn with a finger, her eyes drooped close and her breathing became steady. Moments later, she was asleep.