"What did he an to her anyway?
Ever since he found out last night that she had used Xia Chen’an to replace him as her husband, a surge of repressed anger, uncontrollable and explosive, had been mounting in his chest.
"Since you were thinking of Xia Chen’an solving your problems, why didn’t you take the photos at his place? Why did it have to be in my house?"
"When you were tracking the location in real ti, why didn’t you use Xia Chen’an’s address? Why did you use mine?!"
His tone was harsh and frightening, making Xia Wan’an shiver all over. It took her a mont to gather her courage and look up at him.
His eyes were cold, his face was so icy she didn’t feel like it was sumr anymore, it felt more like experiencing the harshest winter in the north.
After saying what he just said, Han Jingnian thought of sothing Xia Wan’an had said to Gao Lin about how she could split half the property with him if they divorced.
When did he ever agree to let her divorce him? She kept ntioning divorce as if it were a trivial matter to be spoken about casually.
The more Han Jingnian thought about these things, the hotter the fury in his heart burned. It was as if his heart were on fire, causing him great pain.
The anger in Han Jingnian’s eyes intensified, as did the sharpness of his words: "In the group chat, you were eloquent about this being your house, the one with the property certificate. Did I put your na on that certificate?"
His words drained the color from Xia Wan’an’s face instantly.
Yes, he was right. It was his house, his address... In his heart, even their marriage seed irrelevant to her.
How could she have forgotten? This was his ho. She shouldn’t have casually talked about it and posted photos of it in the group chat.
For the past two years, she had been doing fine, constantly setting boundaries between them. How could she have overlooked it this ti?
Was it because he had changed recently and she’d let her guard down?
At that mont, Xia Wan’an realized how ridiculous she had been to feel a small spark of joy when he had asked if there were any troubles she needed him to handle.
She really thought he had changed... She reminded herself not to be easily swayed by him, but she had unknowingly held onto hope...
Xia Wan’an tried hard to suppress the bitterness welling up inside her. When her emotions had stabilized sowhat, she started to speak: "I’m sorry. I was careless. It won’t happen again. This was the first and last ti. I promise, I will never take photos in your house and show them to anyone again."
In reality, he had only said those harsh words out of his anger just now.
As soon as he’d said those words, he regretted it.
But now, after hearing her words, the blaze of fury he felt earlier, which had slightly subsided, was once again ignited.
Yes, he was the one who said this was his house, but wouldn’t she refute? Wouldn’t she demand that he give the house to her? Or could she have boldly told him that she was his wife, and hence the house was also her concern?
But why did she just go along with his words, apologizing and promising that it wouldn’t happen again, that this was the first and last ti?
She had never considered him in anything. Did she ever plan to have anything to do with him at all from the start? It made sense as she could casually ntion divorcing him in a group chat with others...
Reviews
All reviews (0)