Lin Ziya finally asked the question she was dying to ask.
She was just like all other women who were easily coaxed even though she knew that he might not be telling the truth. She just wanted him to say the words that would comfort her.
She had assumed that she would soon receive a response to her question but she was wrong.
Her husband didn’t respond. Instead, he took out a thermos flask and a milk bottle and started to mix the milk formula for their son.
Chen Jiahang’s expression was inscrutable and there was no sign of the sorrow that had clouded his face earlier.
He handed the milk bottle to his son who had climbed up to the sofa, walked toward the windows, drew the curtains, and stared out at the Namu River that was located beyond the blocks of high-rise towers.
He hadn’t expected to see her here and according to his calculations, they hadn’t met in five years.
He would think about her often over the past five years but he didn’t look for her because he knew that his actions would only add to her troubles.
She was very kind-hearted and didn’t want anyone she cared about to get hurt, including himself.
He respected her decision and didn’t blame her for resolving to leave him because of her children nor getting remarried to her second ex-husband for reasons that he knew nothing about.
He only hoped that she was happy and he also hoped that Ye Hao would love her more than he had and provide a better life for her.
He hadn’t responded earlier when Lin Ziya asked if he had any regrets because his answer would have been yes.
After all, they had lived and relied on each other for three years, so the emotional weight he attached to that relationship was something that he would remember for life. Those was the happiest times of his life and he would never forget those times.
Lin Ziya took a deep breath and bit her cherry red lips when her husband didn’t respond.
She didn’t probe any further because she knew that he wouldn’t say anything that would hurt her. He didn’t like to tell lies, so he would choose not to answer. His silence was enough.
She had been such a fool because she knew how important He Xiyan was to him but she still went ahead to ask him the question. She had brought about her own suffering.
She resolved not to ask about this in the future. There was no use in dwelling over the past because the man whom she had married was no longer Gu Shaoqian, the man who was wholly devoted to her 16 years ago.
Her only consolation was that he was an upright and responsible man, so she didn’t need to worry about him betraying her. She believed that they would be each other’s mates for life.
…
At the Mo family home, Yuan Yuan found out through his sister’s WeChat posts that his mother and Uncle Ye had collected their marriage license and gotten remarried. His mother didn’t invite him to the hotel as though she feared that he would be upset.
He stared at his sister’s post on his phone. His sister had posted two photographs. The first photograph was a picture of his mother and Uncle Ye. His mother was dressed in a long, red qipao and Uncle Ye was wearing a black tuxedo. They looked like a great couple and seemed very compatible. The second photograph was a family photograph of his mother, Uncle Ye, his sister, and his sister’s grandmother.
His sister had also written a caption to accompany her post. “Mom, Dad, I love you! I hope that you’ll be happy forever!”
Yuan Yuan placed one hand on the desk and held his phone with his other hand. He stared at his sister’s post for a long time and after a while, he finally tapped the ‘like’ button.
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Lin Ziya finally asked the question she was dying to ask.
She was just like all other women who were easily coaxed even though she knew that he might not be telling the truth. She just wanted him to say the words that would comfort her.
She had assumed that she would soon receive a response to her question but she was wrong.
Her husband didn’t respond. Instead, he took out a thermos flask and a milk bottle and started to mix the milk formula for their son.
Chen Jiahang’s expression was inscrutable and there was no sign of the sorrow that had clouded his face earlier.
He handed the milk bottle to his son who had climbed up to the sofa, walked toward the windows, drew the curtains, and stared out at the Namu River that was located beyond the blocks of high-rise towers.
He hadn’t expected to see her here and according to his calculations, they hadn’t met in five years.
He would think about her often over the past five years but he didn’t look for her because he knew that his actions would only add to her troubles.
She was very kind-hearted and didn’t want anyone she cared about to get hurt, including himself.
He respected her decision and didn’t blame her for resolving to leave him because of her children nor getting remarried to her second ex-husband for reasons that he knew nothing about.
He only hoped that she was happy and he also hoped that Ye Hao would love her more than he had and provide a better life for her.
He hadn’t responded earlier when Lin Ziya asked if he had any regrets because his answer would have been yes.
After all, they had lived and relied on each other for three years, so the emotional weight he attached to that relationship was something that he would remember for life. Those was the happiest times of his life and he would never forget those times.
Lin Ziya took a deep breath and bit her cherry red lips when her husband didn’t respond.
She didn’t probe any further because she knew that he wouldn’t say anything that would hurt her. He didn’t like to tell lies, so he would choose not to answer. His silence was enough.
She had been such a fool because she knew how important He Xiyan was to him but she still went ahead to ask him the question. She had brought about her own suffering.
She resolved not to ask about this in the future. There was no use in dwelling over the past because the man whom she had married was no longer Gu Shaoqian, the man who was wholly devoted to her 16 years ago.
Her only consolation was that he was an upright and responsible man, so she didn’t need to worry about him betraying her. She believed that they would be each other’s mates for life.
…
At the Mo family home, Yuan Yuan found out through his sister’s WeChat posts that his mother and Uncle Ye had collected their marriage license and gotten remarried. His mother didn’t invite him to the hotel as though she feared that he would be upset.
He stared at his sister’s post on his phone. His sister had posted two photographs. The first photograph was a picture of his mother and Uncle Ye. His mother was dressed in a long, red qipao and Uncle Ye was wearing a black tuxedo. They looked like a great couple and seemed very compatible. The second photograph was a family photograph of his mother, Uncle Ye, his sister, and his sister’s grandmother.
His sister had also written a caption to accompany her post. “Mom, Dad, I love you! I hope that you’ll be happy forever!”
Yuan Yuan placed one hand on the desk and held his phone with his other hand. He stared at his sister’s post for a long time and after a while, he finally tapped the ‘like’ button.
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