Sister-in-law Zhang and the two servants bowed and slowly exited the room—
At this mont, the man walked behind the woman, placing his hands on her thin shoulders, "Haven’t seen you in three months, you seem to have lost weight again."
They hadn’t seen each other for three months, but even if they t, the result was the sa; she didn’t acknowledge his existence in her eyes.
The woman’s cold gaze t the man’s deep eyes in the mirror, she got up and said, "I want to continue sleeping."
"Okay, I’ll carry you over—"
Saying this, the man bent over to pick up the woman, but she raised her hand to stop him.
"Jun Ting, it’s not necessary."
She married this man, and now everyone says she stole her sister’s fiancé, calling her shaless.
Father Yuan and Mrs. Yuan no longer interact with her, just as she expected, biological is closer than adopted.
Ye Xu said to her: Yuan Yung, you truly have no sha, my brother’s body is not even cold, and you married so quickly.
Ye Ruo said to her: The Family Head truly loved the wrong person.
...
The man ignored the woman’s struggle and forcibly picked her up, walking steadily to the bed and gently placing her on it.
The two were very close, Yuan Yung could sll the scent of another woman on him and see the lipstick mark on the collar of his white shirt.
She lay on the bed, turning her back to him, no longer speaking, not out of jealousy or dislike, but a detached indifference.
"How are they taking care of you, why are you getting thinner?"
The man’s voice was soft, but it was no less oppressive, making one’s hair stand on end.
Yuan Yung instinctively pulled the quilt tighter, wrapping herself tightly, "It’s not their fault, they take good care of , it’s my own disobedience."
"Can you be a little more obedient then?"
That ti when he saw her at the cetery, he thought he had mistaken her for soone else; she was so thin, her face lifeless—
He thought that was the extent of her sadness, never expecting it was just the beginning.
After the marriage, he didn’t restrict her freedom, but she preferred to stay here, in this room.
The only hobby she had was listening to so radio dramas, only listening to those of that person—
"Jun Ting, I am very obedient, working hard to be Mrs. Huo."
The woman closed her eyes, hands tightly gripping the corner of the quilt, only this way could she suppress the revulsion in her heart.
The man’s eyes flashed with a dark light, wanting to reach out and touch the woman’s shoulder but finally retracting his hand, "We’ve been married for a year, but you seem to have never asked why I married you?"
He had been waiting for her to ask—
"I’m not curious," Yuan Yung sighed, "No matter your purpose, I can cooperate, I only ask for a marriage in na only, and peace in Yu City."
"..."
The next second, the woman was suddenly turned over by the man; she only felt severe pain in her shoulder, like he was about to crush it directly!
"Yuan Yung, look at yourself now, what part of you can attract a man? Stop emphasizing it’s in na only, touching you is unless I’m blind!"
The woman suddenly smiled, "Then Mr. Huo, please take good care of your eyes, don’t go blind."
Jun Ting couldn’t rember how long ago he last saw her smile; he hadn’t been back for over three months, but Sister-in-law Zhang would report on her condition to him here.
How much she ate, how much she slept, how long she listened to radio dramas, how many words she spoke, whether she smiled or not...
She finally smiled now, but it was because she knew he would never touch her.
The woman turned over again; he knew she wasn’t asleep, just closing her eyes, reuniting with that person in her mind.
Exiting the room and closing the door, Jun Ting walked to the window, lighting a cigarette—
At this ti, Sister-in-law Zhang walked over softly, "Sir, this is a letter sent from Yu City, it’s for Madam."
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