She's doing just fine, but is he doing just fine? She's out having a good time with Fu Chengyi all the time, while he's constantly suffering the torment of losing her.

Gu Yuan's demeanor remained unchanged. Even though he was in pain inside, he pretended not to care at all. "If that's the case, why did you insist on marrying me in the first place?"

"..." Fu Hange.

She really didn't know how to answer. Should she say that she thought she was pregnant at the time? But it was just a farce. No wonder Gu Yuan looked down on her like that. Perhaps in his eyes, she was just a woman who wanted to climb the social ladder by using a fake child.

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten. It seems that when you left, it was at the height of the plagiarism scandal. You saw that Mingheng was about to go bankrupt, so you went to Fu Chengyi's side, right?"

He seemed to be asking her, but also seemed to be asking himself.

Fu Hange subconsciously wanted to tell him that she didn't have those kinds of thoughts, but she swallowed the words back. What was the point of explaining? He had already decided that she was the kind of materialistic woman, so it was better to keep things to herself and at least maintain some self-respect.

Silence fell in the room again, just like every time they argued.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Yuan suddenly laughed, "Do you think I wanted to force you to come back? I just didn't want to tolerate my woman being with other men outside."

Fu Hange felt a sharp pain shoot through her body, her heart throbbing with agony.

Gu Yuan continued viciously, "Since you don't want to live with me anymore, fine, let's find a chance to sign the divorce papers."

Fu Hange gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, as if only in this way could she prevent herself from fainting and collapsing.

She swallowed hard, her tone unnatural: "Okay, whatever Mr. Gu says."

Gu Yuan seemed to find those two words grating, and he glared at Fu Hange with disdain.

Gu Yuan's lips curled slightly: "I'll have someone take care of it and give it to you. You just need to sign it then."

"Then thank you, Mr. Gu." She smiled, her smile flawless and without a trace of deception.

Gu Yuan snorted coldly, then strode out of the room.

The door slammed shut, startling Fu Hange. After Gu Yuan left, she crouched in the corner, clutching herself tightly as if grasping at a last straw. It felt as if everyone in the world had abandoned her, as if she were all alone.

The night wind blew in through the window, sweeping over her entire body. Fu Hange sobbed uncontrollably, whether from the cold or from her deep sorrow, it was hard to tell.

It was all her own doing. If she hadn't fallen in love with him, none of this would have happened, and she wouldn't be heartbroken. She's also responsible for this situation; even if she hadn't divorced Gu Yuan, this loveless marriage wouldn't have lasted.

She didn't know when she fell in love with him. Was it his unreasonable behavior? Or was it his unique kingly aura that attracted her?

If everything has gravity, then they were arranged together by time to teach each other a lesson. After class, they were gone, scattered and gone their separate ways, and nothing remained.

Just like the love between them, at least they were drawn together by gravity, rather than by the friction between their hearts. It was only her one-sided liking that wouldn't spark any romance, and Gu Yuan wouldn't fall in love with her.

So tired, exhaustion swept over her whole body. Fu Hange hated this feeling; she had been feeling this way ever since she came back.

Yes, it always has.