A delicious aroma of food wafted over, and I turned my head.

Fu Yanshen placed the insulated lunchbox on the coffee table. He looked at me, our eyes met, and then we looked away again in an instant.

"Does your arm still hurt? Is it very uncomfortable?" he asked.

I shook my head. "It's alright."

"Thank goodness..." he muttered to himself, "Yeah, I've broken bones before, and I jumped off myself. What's falling off a cliff to save someone?"

He actually made sarcastic accusations against me.

Is he accusing me of risking my life to save Ouyang?

They even have the nerve to bring up my past "jumping off a building" incident.

I glared at him fiercely. "Isn't it all because you locked me up, imprisoned me, didn't treat me like a human being, and forced me into this situation?!"

After I finished speaking, I turned to look at the television.

Even now, when I think about that incident, I still feel ashamed, especially since he treated me that way in front of Shi Jin.

"You jumped over the wall and broke your leg just to see that Song guy. If I didn't lock you up, would I let you keep jumping and courting death? I was willing to divorce you because I was afraid you would—" Fu Yanshen trailed off.

A moment later, the sound of a door closing rang out, the door panel slamming shut with a loud thud.

That jerk, his old temper is back. Who's he trying to impress with this?

They actually used the excuse of imprisoning me to justify their actions as fearing I would get hurt.

Get as far away from me as possible!

I let out a long sigh of relief, and as I recalled his words, my brow furrowed again.

What he meant was that his sudden change of heart and willingness to initiate a divorce was because he was afraid I would threaten him with death to get a divorce...