To her surprise, Gu Yuan was even angrier than she was. He braced himself against the wall with one hand, blocking her way and trapping her in place. "What am I doing? Shouldn't I be asking you that? You didn't come home last night, and you were just out with a strange man. Your methods are truly top-notch."

Such harsh words would undoubtedly ignite Fu Hange's anger even more at this moment. In addition, she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol today, so she spoke even more ruthlessly, "Yes, so what if I am ambiguous with a strange man? Don't you have a woman too? When did I ever say anything to you? Anyway, we are only husband and wife in name only, and you have no right to interfere with me."

Her eyes were somewhat drunk, and now they were even more obscured. These words were undoubtedly meant to provoke Gu Yuan; she simply hated the feeling of having to obey him in everything.

Fu Hange couldn't remember what happened after that. She had thought that Gu Yuan would drag her away and give her a good beating that night, but he didn't.

He left and never came back.

The next day, Fu Hange did feel some regret when she thought about what she had said the night before, but every word she said made sense. She was just angry, angry that he had Bai Xin by his side outside, while she was just a dispensable woman, so she said those words. But on second thought, she wasn't wrong.

At noon, Sun Yuxian arrived and, seeing that Fu Hange was not in good spirits, asked with concern, "Madam, what's wrong?"

Fu Hange shook her head. Sun Yuxian asked her what she wanted to eat for lunch, but she only said she didn't want anything and went upstairs. She spent the whole afternoon looking at her phone out of boredom, hoping that Gu Yuan would call her, but she waited from noon until nightfall, and Gu Yuan didn't call once.

Looking at the time, Fu Hange realized that Gu Yuan would be back soon, and she figured that if she coaxed him when he returned, the matter would be over.

She sat by the French windows, watching everything outside. She hadn't eaten all day, yet she didn't feel hungry. She sat there like that. The night was windy, but she didn't close the window, letting the leaves whip the wind around her face, making her look like a beauty from a painting, a lotus emerging from the water.

He really didn't come back all night.

When Fu Hange woke up again, she felt short of breath and weak in her limbs. Touching her burning forehead, she smiled bitterly. Instead of rushing to the hospital, she took out the spare medicine at home, took it, and went back upstairs to sleep.

She didn't sleep very well. She dreamt of Gu Yuan, and at the same time, there was another person, Bai Xin. Bai Xin was holding Gu Yuan's arm, and Gu Yuan was looking at her ambiguously. That look in his eyes was a tenderness that Fu Hange had never seen before, a tenderness he had never shown to her.

In the dream, Bai Xin said, "We are a match made in heaven. You are nothing. Get the as far away as possible."

Fu Hange didn't believe it and looked at Gu Yuan, begging him to give her an answer.

He held Bai Xin's arm, his face full of doting affection: "What do you think I married you for? It's just because you have the Xu family business. Otherwise, would you even be worthy of marrying me?"

It felt as if I had been plunged into an abyss, my heart suddenly tightened, as if a bandage had wrapped around my entire heart, preventing it from beating, causing me excruciating pain.

When I woke up, I was covered in sweat, my palms and soles were sweaty, and my whole body was covered in sweat.

The dream she just had was so vivid that she was still a little scared. She kept wiping away the sweat, but it felt like she couldn't stop. So she took a hot shower. When she came back and turned on her phone, there was still no call from Gu Yuan.