Chapter 6 The Last Argument
The air froze.
I met her eyes. “You always say the same things. Aren’t you tired of it?”
Her lips pressed tight. She stared, stunned.
“What did you just say?”
She looked like she couldn’t believe it.
I’d always taken it quietly, never pushed back.
This was the first time I’d ever answered her like this.
“Su Yueming, you never used to—”
“You’re in a hurry to get to Chen Yi’s, right?” I cut in.
She froze.
I didn’t want to drag it out anymore.
“Go,” I said. “Don’t keep him waiting.”
Mu Jinci clenched her jaw, her eyes darkening with an emotion I couldn’t read.
“You’re telling me to go to Chen Yi?”
I almost laughed.
Wasn’t that what she wanted?
“You said his foot is fractured and you need to help him,” I replied, clearing the dishes.
She stood there, confused and angry.
“Su Yueming... you’ve changed.”
She turned and left without another word.
Once she was gone, I pulled out the bottle of red wine I’d been saving.
A friend gave it to me. I’d planned to open it for a candlelit dinner with her someday.
But after we married, she was always busy—with work, or with Chen Yi.
She never had time for me.
I swirled the deep red liquid in the glass, memories of her flooding back again.