Chapter 13 Don’t Divorce Me

The car jolted the whole way.

My stomach turned. I felt awful.

Even not fully clear-headed, I could tell Fu Siyan was driving fast.

When we got home, he hauled me onto his shoulder in one move.

That position only poured oil on the fire.

"Fu Siyan, don't. I don't feel well."

The world spun. The man threw me onto the bed.

Fu Siyan jerked my chin up hard.

"Drinking. Ordering a Male Model. I never knew my Wife knew how to play like this.

"Qiao Yihe, if I hadn't come looking for you today, what were you going to do next?"

The man's voice was cold with anger.

The lights in the room were off.

By the moonlight, I could see Fu Siyan's pitch-black eyes full of anger, and also panic.

My nose stung.

Hot tears rushed out at once.

The grievance I had held down all night had finally found a place to break.

"Fu Siyan, what right do you have to be this angry?

"I only touched a Male Model's hand. But you? I saw it with my own eyes today. Lin Ximo hooked your tie, and you didn't push her away. Did you ever think about how I would feel?"

The tears broke the dam.

Fu Siyan froze, staring at me with a stunned face.

He stayed like that for a long time, then seemed to snap back.

"Qiao Yihe, you—"

The man scrambled to wipe my tears.

"It was because of that?"

He clumsily reached for my cheek, but I shook him off.

"Don't touch me.

"I've thought a lot. Maybe this marriage of ours should never have started."

"Who said that?"

Fu Siyan's eyes were red. He looked pained.

He stared at me, looking like a big dog that had done something wrong.

"There has never been anyone else in my heart. It has always been you."

"I don't believe you. You dated Lin Ximo before. Liar!"

Hearing me say that, Fu Siyan's face went pale with urgency.

He could only hold my hand in a useless grip, looking as if he was terrified I would run.

"There was nothing between me and Lin Ximo. How could we have dated?"

"Fu Qing said so. And everyone says she's your White Moonlight. The way she looks at you isn't ordinary either."

Who would believe they had never dated?

The picture of the two of them standing together kept spinning in my head.

The more I thought, the angrier and more wronged I felt.

"Anyway, I don't want a man whose heart has someone else in it.

"Fu Siyan, I've thought it through. We should get a divorce."

My words made the man's body shudder hard.

Those usually indifferent black eyes were full of panic.

"I won't divorce you.

"Qiao Yihe, there are too many misunderstandings between us. I can explain all of it to you. You can be angry at me, you can curse me, just don't throw me away, all right?"

This was the first time I had seen Fu Siyan this low.

His gentle tone sounded like he was coaxing a child.

A lump of anger sat in my chest. I refused to look at Fu Siyan at all.

The next second, a strong hand pulled me into his arms.

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