Chapter 623 - Untitled (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Wei heard Eleven’s description of how Mo Jue was, by and large, fine, and she merely nodded to acknowledge without any particular emotional fluctuation. It seemed as though she was hearing some news about a total stranger. Eleven tried to probe her by asking if she should visit Mo Jue, but Ye Wei shook her head, saying that there was no need to see him. She merely had Tanski send a person to deliver a letter to Mo Jue.

“Do you hate him that much?” Eleven asked, baffled, as she really could not understand Ye Wei’s thoughts. It was clearly a misunderstanding and was not about whose fault it was. Mo Jue did not know, and Ye Wei only blamed Mo Jue for being extremely unfair.

Little did they expect Ye Wei to laugh and shake her head as she said, “I am not seeing him not because I hate him. A misunderstanding, or whatever, will do. I just do not want to see Mo Jue anymore and it’s about time we call it quits with each other. We just cannot be together.”

This incident helped her clearly recognize something: Two people being in love did not translate into them being brazenly together as their love would occasionally hurt many.

The trust between them was just so fragile to the point that even the slightest rustling of the wind cracked it. Whose fault was it? Who allowed their love to be mired amidst conspiracies? It was not the mastermind of said conspiracies but merely themselves.

She always felt that Mo Jue did not trust her. He had to give her some trust, but all it took were incidents for them to realize that she never really trusted him. If that weren’t the case, they would not have lost the child.

They were the cause of it all.

If they still remained together, she had a premonition that such misunderstandings and lack of trust would frequently occur, not to mention the repeat of such incidents. When such a time came again, one wondered who would be bloodied. She, in their first misunderstanding, almost killed him. What was next?

Who would die? Previously, Daiya shot her in her back and saved him. Who would be able to save them the next time?

Mourning was not necessarily worse than the loss of hope. That described exactly how she felt.

She did not give up hope on Mo Jue but on their romance. Their opposing ident.i.ties and second-guessing natures still remained despite her having her memories wiped. If she had regained her memories, these would only intensify.

How about… they went separate ways earlier?

They really should not get together. Despite having lost her memories, she once thought about how romance was just between two of them and n.o.body else could interfere. She loved Mo Jue and was willing to remain by his side, and n.o.body could tell her what to do.

Today, she realized that she was grossly wrong.

“Eleven, I’ve yet to learn to trust him. It’s still better that we part ways. If not… If there is another misunderstanding, I’ll act impulsively again and he will be dead.” Ye Wei laughed at herself.

Eleven felt a sharp pain in her heart. She then realized how she felt. She used to hate Mo Jue as well, but following the clarification, she hated herself the most.

If she gave him that bit more trust, her anger would not have hurt him grievously and she would not have lost her child. This was akin to her killing her child herself, and she was filled with hatred later and shot Mo Jue. Everything stemmed from her distrust of Mo Jue.

She clearly loved him but doubted him once something happened.

Ye Wei hated herself!