Mo Jiantao suddenly felt overwheld with sorrow.
A grown man, Mo Jiantao now couldn’t help but cry aloud.
Qin Yuan panicked even more, her crying ceasing as she watched him, dumbfounded.
But soon, Mo Jiantao regained control of his emotions and pushed her away, saying, "Let’s get a divorce."
Qin Yuan was thoroughly shaken, as if the sky had fallen.
Mo Jiantao turned away as soon as he had spoken.
Qin Yuan completely broke down, throwing herself towards Mo Jiantao and crying out loudly, "Mo Jiantao, husband, I was wrong, I really realize my mistake, please don’t punish , okay? We’ve been husband and wife for so many years, we’ve hardly ever quarreled, and now just because of a misunderstanding, you want to divorce ?"
"Misunderstanding?" Mo Jiantao scoffed, "You know better than I do whether it’s a misunderstanding or not."
He had seen Qin Yuan’s initial reaction in its entirety.
Just as Qin Yuan herself had said, after so many years of marriage, Mo Jiantao knew Qin Yuan all too well!
Qin Yuan grabbed his hand, crying loudly and refusing to let him leave.
But Mo Jiantao’s heart was as hard as iron, striding forward as if no one was clinging to him.
Qin Yuan was dragged along the ground, her hand about to be forcefully let go, when she quickly embraced his legs again and shouted, "Husband, please don’t do this to , don’t listen to that little slut Mo Shu’s nonsense, she dislikes so much, whatever she says must be framing , after all these years, don’t you know who I am? We’ve known each other since middle school, for so many years, we..."
"Yes, for so many years..." Mo Jiantao’s voice was laced with mockery, "All in all, we’ve known each other for thirty years."
"Yes, yes, thirty years," Qin Yuan clung to this lifeline, weeping and shouting, "Thirty years, how many thirty years does one have in life, we have grown old, how much ti do we have left!"
Mo Jiantao gave a bitter smile, "Yes, how many thirty years can one have in a lifeti?"
Upon hearing Mo Jiantao’s words, Qin Yuan thought there was a turning point, that her gentle strategy had once again taken effect, and she began to cry bitterly, choking out, "Jiang Gao..."
"But Sha Ling didn’t even live through thirty years," Mo Jiantao pried Qin Yuan’s hands open, "If it weren’t for you, Sha Ling wouldn’t have died, no... it wasn’t your fault, it was , if it wasn’t for , Sha Ling would definitely still be well, Mo Shu wouldn’t have lost her mom at such a young age, reaching the point where she and I are almost like enemies now..."
Mo Jiantao’s voice was choked, "I was wrong, it’s all my fault..."
Mo Jiantao had been weak lately, having recuperated for only a few days, his body functions hadn’t fully recovered.
This quarrel had exhausted the energy Mo Jiantao had accumulated over the past few days, leaving him physically and ntally drained.
"Jiantao, Jiantao, don’t say such things, don’t treat like this, Jiantao, have you forgotten? You loved so much, back in the day you defied your father’s opposition to be with , wanting to divorce Sha Ling, and you were almost beaten to death for it, you chased after , waiting outside my dormitory for more than a month, have you forgotten, Jiantao..."
"What happened in the past, I was wrong," Mo Jiantao’s voice was terrifyingly calm, he said, "Later I realized, those were just obsessions."
"Qin Yuan, for thirty years, my feelings towards you were just obsessions."
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