Chapter 677 - We Can’t be Good (2/2)

“Are you redeeming yourself?” A cold voice came out from her.

“Or is this another sugar-coated bullet?”

Chu Lui pursed his lips. Xia Ruoxin’s words cut him really deep.

He only knew now how damning the words he said to her were. However, given the way things were, was it too late for him to change?

“Ruoxin, I want to change.” He managed to blurt out, but his words were tinged with bitterness.

He would change; he really would. He swore to treat her doubly well and make up for everything that he owed her, okay?

“Change?” Xia Ruoxin pulled her arm out from his hands.

She lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves. It was clear from one look that the arm was abnormal. The doctor had suggested realigning her bones after re-breaking it or living with it for the rest of her life. The amount of pain would have been immeasurable. She could put up with the pain, but she did not want to. Even if the bone did heal properly and looked normal, her arm still did not work. If not, Gao Yi would have mentioned the surgery. Then again, he did not since there was no point.

Since it was not necessary, why would she go under the knife again and go through immeasurable pain?

“Chu Lui, we will never be okay.” She laughed, but it was rather hollow. “I’m serious. Don’t waste any more time on me. Not every divorced couple can get back together; neither can every broken arm recover to the way it was before.” She rolled down her sleeves and hid her wound as if hiding her past.

Some things were forgotten but never forgiven.

They could become friends, but they would never be husband and wife again.

She shut her door, oblivious to the man’s despair.

The storm was raging outside. It was destined not to be a quiet night. Perhaps many would lay awake, stirring in their bed till dawn.

When Xia Ruoxin woke up, it was already bright outside. She did not know what time she slept yesterday, but it must have been late. She struggled to keep her eyes open.

She reached out her hand to the other side of the bed habitually, but it was empty.

She startled awake, breaking out in cold sweat.

Who took her Rainy from her? She would reflexively fear that her daughter was stolen from her if she did not see her the moment she opened her eyes.

She hurriedly jumped out of bed. When she opened the door, she saw Chu Lui seated with Rainy. The child had a milk bottle in her hands, and one of her feet was on the man’s leg. Chu Lui held the child’s fair leg in his hand as if admiring a treasure. He was wiping the child’s feet with his hand.

As she stood at the door, a complicated feeling arose in her.