C178 (1/2)

The strength in his hands grew, and the pain in his shoulder made it impossible for me to think.

”Ye Qianya, I will never forgive you!”

As he spoke, he suddenly released the hand that was holding onto my shoulder. I collapsed weakly onto the sofa. He didn't hesitate to slam the door and leave.

All I could hear was a loud noise, and nothing else...

Fortunately, his office and I were the only ones on the first floor, and no one could hear the argument we were having, nor could anyone see me curled up on the couch, looking weak and deep.

I know I look like a real homeless dog, but what can I do?

What can I say about such a thing?

On the one hand, it's my promise. On the other, I can't explain it.

As these two events miraculously fused together, I felt extremely powerless.

I was lying on the sofa, hugging my knees, and I don't know why, but I suddenly felt so wronged. I rarely cried, and this time I couldn't help it.

After work that afternoon, he didn't come to my office for the first time, so I went down to the garage and drove home.

When he got home, it was already late in the evening and he still hadn't come back yet. There wasn't a single dish in the house, only a bucket of instant noodles left over from cleaning the house.

It wasn't that I didn't know how to cook, but there were only a few eggs in the fridge. I took out the pasta from the bowl and boiled it with the eggs.

I didn't want to eat it, but I can eat it, not the kids.

There was no flavor to the noodles, but as she ate, she could not help but cry.

It was probably because he had a child in his womb that he had become particularly sentimental, his heart becoming softer and softer. Even a small matter could not help but make him sad.

Pregnant women tend to get tired easily. After eating my meal and drinking a bit of soup, I feel extremely sleepy. Looking at the clock on the wall, it's only 8: 00, and I already feel like sleeping.

And Jiang Yu still hasn't returned. I'm guessing that with his temper, tonight will be my turn again.

I sighed and walked slowly toward the room.

I turned on all the lights in the house.

Before, I didn't think it was a big deal to have him around, but when he wasn't around, I realized how empty the house was. Even if I turned on all the lights, they wouldn't be able to illuminate the empty darkness in my heart.

I lay in bed, not knowing why I couldn't sleep.

I think the house is empty, and my heart is empty.

But soon, I began to console myself. Could it be that I couldn't take it anymore? How am I going to live my life without him?

Perhaps it was due to some psychological effect, or perhaps it was due to some other reason, but before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

It was a long, long dream, in which there was nothing, nothing but white, and I walked through it without end, as if I were the only one there.

I don't know why, but I actually smelled an indescribable scent in the midst of the wasteland.

That was the taste I used to hate the most, the dejection of a man who had a hangover.

Suddenly I felt a cold hand on my nightgown. I wanted to refuse, instinctively pushed him, and suddenly woke up.

I saw Jiang Yu unhesitatingly taking off his clothes. His face was flushed and his eyes were clouded, I was not stupid, of course I knew what he was doing.