Chapter 9
My voice was hard.
She froze, biting her lip, speechless.
After a long moment, her tone softened, almost pleading. “Do we really have to be this cold? We were married five years. Everything was fine. You suddenly want divorce, want to cut me off completely—what was our marriage, then?”
“Bad luck on my part.”
“…”
She opened her mouth, closed it again.
Our eyes locked. She saw it—disgust, disdain, plain as day.
The first time she truly faced what I felt inside.
She tried to speak, but nothing came out.
“MuJinci, stop bothering me. I’m tired.”
Her brows knitted. No remorse—just confusion and blame. “SuYueming, I really don’t understand what’s going on in your head. Just calm down and stop this nonsense, okay?”
Nonsense.
So everything I’d done—every boundary I’d set—was just a tantrum in her eyes.
I had no words.
Whatever I said would be wasted breath.
I turned and walked away without another word.
One evening, MuJinci showed up at my door.
“What do you want?”
“Let’s talk.”
“I have nothing to say to you.” I tossed the trash bag into the bin and turned to leave.
“SuYueming!” MuJinci grabbed my sleeve in a hurry. “Are you really going to drag this out over something small? I know getting close to ChenYi made you uncomfortable. I’m sorry, okay?”
“Sorry?” The resentment I’d buried for years exploded. “We were married five years, and you made a fool of me the entire time. Even during the divorce you acted like you were the victim. Now you show up with an apology? Who the hell do you think you’re apologizing to?”
MuJinci froze, looking shocked by my outburst.
After a long silence, she finally spoke. “SuYueming… you don’t love me anymore?”
“I stopped loving you a long time ago.”
“No, that’s not true…” She shook her head. “You still like me. You do.”
“Let me say it one more time. I don’t like you. I don’t want you. Got it? If you do, then leave. I have things to do.”
I brushed past her. She caught my hand.
Her fingers seemed to be trembling—or so it felt. But I pushed the thought away; someone like MuJinci wouldn’t tremble over losing me.
“Can’t we… start over?”
I smiled coldly. “Do you feel any shame asking that?”
She couldn’t answer.
“I thought you’d never leave me,” she whispered.
“Yeah. You really thought highly of yourself.”
I walked away without looking back.
My chest felt heavy the whole way home. I pulled a beer from the fridge and drank until the room spun.
Late that night, a knock dragged me to the door.
MuJinci stood there, drunk out of her mind, tears streaking her face. The proud, untouchable woman I knew was gone.
She stumbled into my arms, clinging to me. “SuYueming… I was wrong. I didn't do it again. Let’s have remarriage. I would give you a child. We’ll live properly this time…”
I shoved her off. “Stop the drunk act. Don’t you have ChenYi? Go crawl to him. Why keep coming to me?”
“No… that’s not it.” She shook her head hard. “It’s you I like. Only you, SuYueming…”
She looked up at me, eyes pleading. “I treated you wrong before. I know that now. Give me one chance to make it right. I can’t be without you…”
“MuJinci, don’t you see how pathetic you look? You’re the one who stayed out all night. Now you’re the one begging on your knees. What exactly do you want from me?”
“I just want us to be together again. A fresh start.”
“Impossible.”
I stared at her coldly. Tears poured down her face.
“Not even if I throw away my pride and beg?”
“That’s your choice to degrade yourself. Don’t try to guilt me—it only makes you look cheaper.”
“Why…”
She lunged forward, but I held her back.
“SuYueming, why? I came back. I came to you. I begged. You used to love me so much… why are you this cruel now?”
“You want to know why?” I looked down at her. “Because you have no self-respect. You have no boundaries. You’re cheap. Someone like you—I’d cross the street to avoid. I never want to see you again. Understand?”