Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhuang Nainai stepped forward and tightly grabbed onto Si Zhengting’s arm. Eagerly looking at him, she hoped that he would believe her, but as she opened her mouth to speak, even she didn’t know where to begin.
The situations, the feelings… Everything was too complicated.
They had never spoken about the past. In fact, they had always pretended not to care. But now, it was suddenly apparent to Zhuang Nainai that the past had been deeply hurtful.
And the only thing she could do at the moment was to hold him tightly.
Si Zhengting lowered his head, casting a glance at the hand that was firmly gripping his.
He knew that it was all a ploy by Gu Xingshan to sow discord. The things she had said were definitely not entirely true.
The rational side of him told him not to trust those words. Logic told him to believe in the care that Zhuang Nainai had for him. But he wavered.
The harsh words she had spoken to him five years ago rang in his ears once more. “Because I don’t like you anymore…”
This sentence was the trance in the depths of his heart that he had never been able to escape.
He clenched his fists and looked at Zhuang Nainai.
Feeling as if his heart was being cut by knives, he found that even breathing had become painful.
The events that had happened ever since they met again this time around flashed before him.
She had shamelessly clung onto him for the sake of the Gu family.
She had intended to flee upon receiving the news of the scandal.
Even her marriage to him had been a means to an end.
On the night of their wedding, she had been unwilling to sleep on the same bed…
Everything seemed to have indicated her attitude toward him right from the beginning.
But he had been unwilling to let go. And so he had been making concessions, putting the past behind him, and even forgiving her for leaving him after taking three hundred thousand dollars. It was only then they seemed to truly be able to be together.
Yet, on so many occasions, he had been tempted to ask, “Zhuang Nainai, do you love me? What exactly am I to you in your heart?”
He never dared to.
He was afraid that he would only see emptiness or heartlessness written on her face.
He had carefully hidden all the pain, thinking that time would heal it all. But the wounds that had seemingly healed never did; they were always there, festering.
He looked at Zhuang Nainai’s anxious expression and could not resist a mocking smile.
He knew that even if Zhuang Nainai did not love him before, she definitely had feelings for him now.
And yet, at this moment, a small voice seemed to be sneering at him, “Look, the most important person in her heart will never be you.”
What a sad discovery!
A sudden chill ran over Si Zhengting, taking all the warmth out of him.
He looked at Zhuang Nainai, used his hand to unfurl her fingers, then pushed her away.
Zhuang Nainai stumbled backward. Dazed, she clenched her fists.
They were so close to each other, and yet it was as if they always had insurmountable odds keeping them apart.
They would always have an uncrossable chasm between them.
Upset, her eyes reddened. She thought Si Zhengting would turn and leave, as with the previous few times, but he unexpectedly did not.
Si Zhengting did not leave.
With a very cold voice and an icy expression, he pointed toward the still-crying Gu Xingshan. “Butler, throw her out!”.