Chapter 222 Fu Yanshen, We're Finished



He took his revenge and died, leaving me, who was driven to a mental breakdown by his actions, imprisoned in a basement, tortured, and finally killed in a car accident, along with my unborn child.

In my past life, he didn't even tell me that I was a fake heiress.

I thought that my family's destruction was due to my love-struck foolishness leading them into trouble, and I've been carrying a heavy burden on my mind ever since.

The more I think about it, the more wronged I feel, whether in my past life or this one.

I don't necessarily want him to give up revenge. What I feel wronged is that when he chose to take revenge, he didn't consider me or my feelings.

"Qiao Qiao—"

"Don't come any closer!"

I snapped out of my daze and sternly stopped him from approaching me.

Fu Yanshen stopped in his tracks, and from a distance of a few steps, his dark eyes revealed a hint of bitterness and helplessness.

He took a breath before speaking, "Qiaoqiao, you jump—"

He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"It's all my fault for being selfish!" He clenched his fists.

He's just selfish!

I stared at him with wide eyes, my fists clenched tightly.

Fu Yanshen's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile. "Before going to London, I didn't even think you had feelings for me, using the guise of making me your lover to keep me company. I selfishly wanted to do some things you used to ask me to do, things I cruelly didn't do, before I died. Like, playing claw machines, setting off fireworks, watching movies..."

“When I was depressed and self-harming, you comforted me. That’s when I realized you had feelings for me. Back then, I couldn’t control myself and let myself flirt with you, hurting you and the child!”

"It's all my fault!"

He spoke the last sentence as if gritting his teeth, looking self-deprecating.

"You know I have feelings for you, and you gave me hope, only to throw cold water on my hopes and say so many things to make me give up. That's even more hateful!"

I had barely finished speaking my angry words when Fu Yanshen appeared in front of me without me noticing, and opened his arms to hug me.

I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face.

That slap made my palm sting.

His pale profile flushed red instantly.

“I was pregnant when you said those things to me! Do you know how much pain and despair I was in then?” I cried out, then raised my foot and kicked him hard in the shin.

"Back then, I was terrified every day, anxious and worried that I wouldn't be able to keep it..." I became more and more upset as I spoke, and snot and tears streamed down my face.

"Fu Yanshen! You're such a bastard! I thought you were forced to die, you didn't have to choose this path, or you could have just died, but don't give me any hope... You broke my heart, and I can even slowly forget about it, but the child... I can't get over it!"

Fu Yanshen hugged me tightly. I struggled and yelled, but I couldn't break free. His hand kept stroking the back of my head.

"My sins are all my fault!"

"It's all your fault!"

"Blame me, blame me..."

He kept repeating those two words.

I haven't had such an emotional outburst in a long time. I was so tired I couldn't move, so I let him hold me.

The thought that he gave his heart to the big boss who helped him in order to get revenge, causing the tragedy for me and my child, makes me hate him to death!

"Fu Yanshen, we're finished."

I don't know how much time had passed before I calmly said it.

He froze.

I pushed him away, and just as I was about to turn around, he hugged me again.

"Qiaoqiao, I survived to atone for my sins by serving you like a slave. We're not over yet. You can continue to hit me, scold me, punish me however you want."

"I'm not giving you a chance to atone. Let go of me and don't bother me again. And that girl, I don't want to see her acting like the previous two, showing off and causing trouble in front of me!" I said coldly.

I was wavering before, torn between my emotions and reason, but now I'm determined to hate him again!

“I’ll handle Ye An’an.” He hugged me tighter. “Xu Xun’s maternal grandmother’s family is a renowned family of Northern School Chinese Medicine practitioners. I’ve arranged with his grandfather that he will personally examine you and prescribe some classic formulas for treatment later—”

"Fu Yanshen, I'll say it one more time, let go of me."

I coldly interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

He immediately let go of me.

I turned around and used a tissue to wipe the tears from my face.

"Qiaoqiao, you can be angry with me, but you need to take care of your own health."

He tried to persuade me from behind.

I ignored him, took out a disposable mask from my bag, put it on to cover my disheveled face, and left the ward without looking back.

...

A high-end spa and wellness retreat, perfect for relaxation and rejuvenation.

Ouyang and I were lying in the private room, and two beautiful women were giving us body massages.

"Qiaoqiao, did you and Yan Shen have another fight? Why didn't you talk to him in the parking lot just now?"

"We never got back together in the first place."

Even after the falling out at the hospital, Fu Yanshen still came to see me every day. I didn't even look at him properly. I even shared the takeout he ordered for me every day with my employees.

“Even the most virtuous woman can be swayed by a persistent suitor…” Ouyang joked with a smile.

"This time I'm absolutely determined." I clenched my fists.

"Miss Sheng, please extend your arms. I will begin to massage the meridians under your armpits."

"Okay." I stretched out my arm to cooperate with the beautiful woman's service.

"Miss Sheng, here's such a big red mole. A mole under your right armpit signifies good fortune; it's a lucky mole. It means you'll receive help from benefactors and your career will go smoothly!"

I have to say, the beautiful woman at this club is really good with words and has high emotional intelligence. She's subtly praising me at every opportunity.

I was quite happy to be coaxed.

Now I prefer to focus on my financial and career luck, unlike in my past life when I was obsessed with my love life through horoscopes.

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