Adopting A Stray Cat Chapter 688: The Momentary Now and Poems and Faraway Places

Chapter 688: Chapter 688: The Montary Now and Poems and Faraway Places - 1

Huang ngchang’s wife, knowing her husband’s love of painting, indulged his interest by arranging for their cherished daughter to take art lessons, hiring a recent art school graduate to provide one-on-one instruction.

The teacher, nad Dou Tingting, was young and attractive, spoke eloquently, never wore make-up, and appeared utterly pure. Her natural hair was always tied back into a ponytail, making her look every inch the ideal scholar.

Mrs. Huang was highly satisfied with Teacher Dou Tingting, and their daughter quickly grew fond of the beautiful instructor, too.

At first, Huang ngchang had no inappropriate thoughts. However, as he gradually got to know Dou Tingting, her charm was impossible to resist. Her youth, beauty, docile deanor, air of grace, art expertise, and cultured speech made her seem like a celestial being hardly of this earthly realm, captivating Huang ngchang deeply.

In contrast, his wife only concerned herself with the mundane tasks of dostic life, constantly monitoring his money, which he found unbearably common.

Dou Tingting, on the other hand, appeared to admire Huang ngchang’s refined artistic temperant. She lavished praises on him generously, claiming him to be a scholar in businessman’s clothing, a person of success in the business world without the telltale stench of money about him.

The flirtatious undercurrents between a man and woman do not always need to be fully flushed out. A single, aningful gaze could set the world ablaze, teetering on the brink of annihilation.

Under the guise of conducting lessons for his daughter, they successfully deceived Mrs. Huang’s watchful eye.

Sharing a love for painting, Huang ngchang felt he had found a female confidante indispensable to his life. Moreover, he was certain that Dou Tingting loved him deeply in return.

Each ti he gave Dou Tingting a gift, she would reciprocate a few days later with a present of approximately the sa worth.

When he took her shopping in upscale stores, she would drag him to bookstores to buy books instead.

He took her to Dubai for an extravagant holiday, allowing her to spend as much as she wished, yet she refused to buy anything, claiming a visit to the art gallery would be enough.

Dou Tingting consistently presented herself as not being driven by money. If she didn’t love his wealth, the only thing left for her to love was him.

Blinded by love, Huang ngchang swiftly proposed a divorce to his wife.

To Mrs. Huang, this was a bolt out of the blue. She furiously accused her husband of infidelity, warning him that other won weren’t interested in him, rely his wealth.

Naturally, Huang ngchang paid no heed. He was firmly convinced that Dou Tingting’s love for him was genuine, deeming his wife’s wrath to be odious and unreasonable.

At the ti, to Huang ngchang, his wife represented the mundane, while Dou Tingting embodied all that was poetic and distant.

Seeing that Huang ngchang was firmly resolved to divorce, Mrs. Huang put her anger aside and agreed to accelerate the divorce process, on the condition that she receive half of the property.

Huang ngchang agreed heartily. He was not a cold-hearted person, and even if Mrs. Huang had not insisted, he wouldn’t have financially disadvantaged her, considering they had a lovely daughter together.

Yet, Mrs. Huang’s demand for property only reinforced his perception of her as a money-grubbing vulgarian.

After their assets were divided, the disgraced Mrs. Huang departed S City with their daughter. Huang ngchang joyfully reclaid his bachelor status and began a very public relationship with Dou Tingting, who quickly moved into the mansion to live with him.

Proposal to Dou Tingting soon followed, marked by a purchase of 999 roses and a lavishly decorated fairytale ho, a level of romance he never shared with his ex-wife.

Dou Tingting accepted his proposal, yet declined to marry imdiately, citing her parents’ disapproval of her marrying a divorced man.

She promised Huang ngchang she would persuade her parents, vowing to marry him within a year.

Dou Tingting’s reasoning left Huang ngchang unable to decline, and her promise was made with such conviction that he believed her. He began to fantasize about a brand-new family he could form a year later, one where he could spend the rest of his life with his beloved confidante.

Tragically, within a re half a year, the cruel truth unfolded before him.

The woman he adored, his priceless Dou Tingting, disappeared.

Vanished with her were the most valuable pieces in his art collection.

This collection was priceless.

He had left town for a re three-day business trip and upon his return, everything had changed.

He frantically searched for half a month, but Dou Tingting and his prized artwork seed to have evaporated without a trace.

Such a flawless disappearance could only imply one thing — it was preditated.

All those tender monts, all that sweetness and love, were nothing more than a cruel deception.

Reflecting on Dou Tingting’s forr behavior, Huang ngchang realized that he had always perceived her as uninterested in money. Only now did he realize she was indeed not interested in petty cash but instead in substantial wealth.

Dou Tingting, an art graduate, knew about paintings. She knew which ones were valuable.

And after she promised to marry Huang ngchang, he had trustingly shared the basent’s security code with her.

All was set, needing only an opportunity.

Huang’s business trip was the perfect chance for Dou Tingting to abscond with the artwork.

Huang ngchang was consud by rage and despair. Grudgingly, he had to acknowledge that his ex-wife was right.

The simple, mundane happiness he once had was ruthlessly shattered by his own actions.

He drove everyone out of his surroundings, delirious and distraught, heading to the basent where his beloved paintings were stored.

Dou Tingting hadn’t taken every painting, leaving a dozen or so in the basent. Their worth, however, was inconsequential compared to those she took away.

As Huang ngchang looked at the remainder of his collection, he was torn between self-loathing for his blindness and ironic laughter at Dou Tingting’s rcy.

Putting his hand in his pocket, he pulled out an elegant box containing a diamond ring worth hundreds of thousands. Although he and Dou Tingting were not yet married, he was already eager to present her with the engagent ring.

But now, gazing at the exquisite heart-shaped red box, he suddenly felt ridiculous, a tragic joke.

He opened a safe in the corner housing several bottles of exquisite wines, each worth more than a hundred thousand. He had always refrained from drinking them, intending to savor them with Dou Tingting at their marriage.

Now, the neatly arranged wine bottles seed to be mocking him for his foolishness and self-deception.

Overco with rage and despair, Huang ngchang downed the bottles of expensive wine in one go, and drunkenly collapsed in the basent, unconscious.

Since he had closed the door upon entering the basent and failed to activate the ventilation system, the unconscious Huang ngchang ultimately died of oxygen deprivation.

Unable to locate him, the housemaid had no choice but to call the police. After concluding that Huang ngchang had not left the mansion, authorities eventually turned their attention to the basent.

Upon opening the high-security door, professionals found Huang ngchang’s cold, stiff body, but it was too late.