Xia Weiwei was forced back to the villa by Luo Chejue. On their way back home, she resisted and struggled hysterically like a lunatic, which hurt Luo Chejue’s neck harshly, leaving three bloody scratches.
Emitting a frightening aura, Luo Chejue still refused to let go of her even when he had been seriously injured. After being injected with tranquilizer, Xia Weiwei finally felt asleep.
Her disheveled hair, soaked by sweat, was pressed against her face randomly. Several buttons were missing from the collar of her wrinkled hospital dress. With the protruding collarbones, as well as her pallid complexion with a tinge of blue, her beauty had disappeared without a trace.
“Mrs. Luo must have suffered a heavy blow, worsened by her previous… poor health condition. She needs to have a good rest without any stimulation, or she will suffer from mental disorder even…”
Before he finished speaking, the doctor just shook his head to indicate the seriousness of Li Weiwei’s disease.
Crossing his arms, Luo Chejue turned to look at Xia Mo. “Go back and don’t come here without my permission.”
“But Jue, I am worried about my elder sister…”
“I don’t feel like repeating what I’ve said.”
“Go to the company and help me deal with some work-related stuff. As for Xia Weiwei, I will give you a final answer. Don’t worry, okay?”
Luo Chejue lifted Xia Mo’s chin before kissing her lightly. With all the doubts in her heart gone, Xia Mo left with satisfaction.
The large room was filled with dead silence.
“How long do you plan to pretend, Xia Weiwei?”
He was really smart.
Xia Weiwei, turned her back to Luo Chejue with her eyes open, exerting herself to hold back the pain encroaching on her. Since he had seen through her disguise clearly, why couldn’t he find out Xia Mo’s evil intentions? Was it because of the difference between true love and apathy?
Thinking of their intimacy just then, Xia Weiwei felt tears welling up again.
“Jue, do you love me?”
Xia Weiwei asked gently. It was the first time she had asked this question, with her last hope.
His silence seemed as if derision to her innocence.
Xia Weiwei stared at the curtain of darkness outside the french window and her vision was blurred.
“Let’s divorce.”
She was too weary to hold on.
“You are not in a position to divorce me.”
His indifferent tone was filled with contempt and condescension. Exactly! In Xia Weiwei’s heart, Luo Chejue was the supreme God, whom she could only look up to.
“Even if I was pregnant with Shaoxuan’s child, and got your mum killed?”
It was the first time she had told the lie so naturally.
Luo Chejue squinted at her, blue veins standing out on his temples.
“What? Don’t feel like pretending after seeing Yan Shaoxuan? Is he the reason why you want to divorce me at once? Xia Weiwei, do you think I will give you a chance such easily? don’t you even think about being with him in this life! You’d better remember that you have no right to make any decision in our marriage!”
“In that case, I will not divorce you.”
Xia Weiwei answered peacefully, as if it wasn’t her who proposed it earlier.
She closed her eyes and felt her heart sinking, as if being engulfed by the darkness.
Luo Chejue frowned at Xia Weiwei’s back, seemingly aware of her differences.
“I need to rest. Please leave.”
Xia Weiwei pulled the quilt to her neck before adding, “I don’t want to see Xia Mo. Since you aren’t willing to divorce, please explain to Xia Mo by yourself and don’t let her harass me. As a lunatic, I’m capable of anything.”
Luo Chejue sneered, “You are not that capable! I’m warning you, keep your distance from Yan Shaoxuan!”
He slammed the door without hesitation. Xia Weiwei, closing her eyes, almost collapsed in pain when thinking of the poor baby she exerted herself to give birth to. Even before she could catch a glimpse of or cuddle him, he had met his final doom.
With her lips pursed so tightly that they were even bleeding, Xia Weiwei curled her body up, as if holding a lovely baby in her arms. She smiled gently, her knuckles turning pale due to overexertion.
“Son, I will definitely avenge your misfortune someday!” Xia Weiwei murmured to herself with resoluteness.