"But you clearly agreed when we were at the hospital." Ji Wei looked at him in shock.
"I changed my mind." Gu Moqian said, his tone completely devoid of warmth.
Ji Wei stared at the man before her in disbelief, as if she no longer knew who he was. The Gu Moqian who had never gone back on his word was now saying, "I changed my mind."
She suddenly let out a soft laugh. "It turns out even Mr. Gu has monts where his words don’t count."
So, at the hospital, what did he take her for? Was toying with her this way amusing?
Ji Wei continued bitterly, "It’s fine. After all, the divorce agreent is upstairs, and I can sign it anyti."
"You can’t sign it," Gu Moqian’s gaze was cold and heavy as he looked at her. "I tore up the divorce agreent."
Ji Wei froze.
In a flash, the image of a few fragnts of paper in the toilet crossed her mind, and suddenly it all clicked.
Ji Wei never would’ve imagined that Gu Moqian would resort to such a blunt and barbaric action.
She didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
"I won’t bring up divorce with you ever again. Not in this lifeti." Gu Moqian stared at her as he spoke, his tone unyieldingly firm.
After saying those words, he didn’t wait for Ji Wei’s response. He turned directly, opened the door, and strode out.
By the ti Ji Wei ca out, Gu Moqian was already gone.
He had probably returned to the company.
She slowly went upstairs and walked into the bedroom. She headed to the dressing table and pulled open the drawer, finding, as expected, that the divorce agreent was gone.
When she’d first received the divorce agreent, she had wished for nothing more than for Gu Moqian to tear it up himself and tell her that they would never divorce.
But now, even though he’d torn up the agreent and said those words, Ji Wei’s heart felt far from comforted.
She felt like she was entirely passive in this marriage.
If one day Gu Moqian decided he didn’t love her anymore, her fate would be sealed: divorce and complete separation from him.
This wasn’t the future she wanted. Their problems didn’t just vanish because the divorce agreent was destroyed.
He hadn’t respected her enough, hadn’t cared about what she felt. Perhaps he had so unavoidable reasons, prettily called "for her own good." But marriage is a matter for two people.
When Gu Moqian proposed divorce, had he considered her feelings? Had he thought about the agonizing choices she would face?
She loved him so much, yet he forced her toward divorce. If this wasn’t cruelty, then what was?
If not for that unexpected car accident, they might’ve already gone their separate ways.
Ji Wei stood there, silently staring at the empty drawer for a long ti.
Perhaps they both needed to take so ti to cool off and reassess their relationship.
Ji Wei picked up her phone and dialed the private investigator nad Lu Heng.
"Mr. Lu, I understand that before you beca a private detective, you were an excellent lawyer. I’d like to ask you to help draft a legally binding agreent. Would that be possible?"
Whatever the man said on the other end of the phone made Ji Wei smile faintly. "Alright, no problem. I’ll make sure to thank you in person when I get the chance, Mr. Lu."
That night, Gu Moqian didn’t return ho on ti.
After putting her son to sleep, Ji Wei returned to her own bedroom.
She couldn’t sleep, so she walked out onto the balcony.
The sumr night breeze carried a warm gust across her face. Ji Wei’s hair was tied into a loose ponytail, with a few strands dampened by sweat clinging to her cheeks.
The lights across the villa glowed like scattered stars. Ji Wei looked toward the villa’s front gates in the distance. The familiar Maybach remained absent.
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