Chapter 74 He wanted to keep her in captivity, she just wanted to prove that she had backbone

"Madam, it's cold, please put on your shoes." Aunt Zhang brought her shoes.

Huo Dongming raised his eyes.

At the staircase, the hem of a silk pajamas swirled back.

His heart sank slightly, and the cigarette between his fingertips was pressed down.

The ground was covered with cigarette ashes, and Huo Dongming stood up.

The businessman Wanwan heard everything he said on the phone just now.

Huo Dongming didn't need to care about Shang Wanwan before the miscarriage, because she had long known that there were bad rumors between him and Yi Xiaxue.

He was the one who shaped Shang Wanwan after she came out of the hospital, and he couldn't even get angry at her.

Because she had no idea.

Huo Dongming pushed the door open and saw Shang Wanwan sitting woodenly next to the dim bedside lamp.

She seemed not to notice Juanjuan playing around at her feet.

He walked slowly towards her.

She just stared at the nothingness in front of her, and there was no life in her beautiful big eyes.

She even ignored Huo Dongming who was slowly squatting in front of her.

"Wanwan——"

He explained patiently.

"Yi Xiaxue saved me, and I have a responsibility towards her. But it's definitely not what you think."

Nothing really happened to them.

Shang Wanwan was in a daze for a long time before she brought her thoughts back to Huo Dongming in front of her.

"How long have you been together? Did I know this before?"

They had been husband and wife for such a long time, Shang Wanwan vaguely remembered that they had been married for about three years.

She didn't remember much about the past, but she always noticed clues that her husband had another woman.

Huo Dongming stared at her cute face. Her despairing expression was exactly the same as when she said before that she wanted to divorce him.

"I have known her for many years. She risked her life and drained half of her blood to save me. Wanwan, I must repay what I owe her.

People should not be ungrateful. I gave you the title of Mrs. Huo, my time, and I gave you a good life.

But I can't give Yi Xiaxue anything. I can only use my resources to repay her for saving my life. Do you understand?"

Shang Wanwan looked at his handsome face. Every word he spoke was earnest and sincere.

But every word he said seemed to pierce her heart.

Huo Dongming, her husband, has an unshirkable responsibility towards another woman.

But they are married, so they are legally husband and wife.

"Why don't you give her some money? With your financial resources, you can give her a large sum of money and she will have no worries about food and clothing."

Shang Wanwan didn’t understand, couldn’t understand.

How can a woman understand and tolerate her husband being nice to another woman?

Huo Dongming gently placed his hand on the back of her hand.

"Xia Xue is not that kind of person. Although she is poor, she has a strong character. She doesn't want to take my money, and she doesn't want me to support her because of this favor."

Huo Dongming said this with a guilty conscience.

Yi Xiaxue did say so at first. He was moved by her young age but her lack of ambition for power and wealth. He agreed to her request and told her that she could come to him if she had any difficulties.

Gradually, more and more problems were revealed from Yi Xiaxue.

But because she had done him a favor, Huo Dongming just turned a blind eye.

Anyway, her existence will not affect my life.

"What about me? Am I your foster child?"

Shang Wanwan silenced Huo Dongming's question.

"That's different. You are my wife. I should support you."

Huo Dongming reached out and gently lifted the shaved hair from her forehead to her ears.

"How much money have I spent on you in the past three years? One hundred million?"

The sadness on Shang Wanwan's face slowly disappeared.

Huo Dongming found an early newspaper on the bedside table, which reported extensively on the news that he had bought a painting at a sky-high price for Boyi Xia Xuehuanxin.

Huo Dongming's face turned dark on the spot, with a hint of anger on his expression.

"Shang Wanwan, that's not the way to compare."

"What's that? Tell me, did you spend 100 million to support me? You said I was your wife, and you were just repaying a favor to others. A favor is greater than heaven, but you spent so much money to support her and said she didn't rely on you to support her.

If my living expenses for three years are not as much as a painting you gave to someone, then I would like to ask, is the woman you said to be more courageous, or am I a spineless woman who depends on a man's money in my heart?"

There was a faint light in Shang Wanwan's beautiful eyes, and that hint of sadness was enough to move anyone who had never met her before.

Huo Dongming's guilt disappeared.

He stood up, his face was cold and his words were indifferent.

“You are different.”

Shang Wanwan raised her head: "What's the difference? Or am I just worthless in your heart?"

These words completely infuriated Huo Dongming.

"Not worth the money? The wedding ring, jewelry, necklace, and sapphire I gave you are heirlooms of our Huo family."

He didn't understand, no matter what he did, he even tried to erase her memory.

Why does she just want to bite Yi Xiaxue?

All his devotion to her became a joke at this moment.

"Heirloom? Do you think this is what I want when I marry you?"

She opened the bedside cabinet with a "whoosh", took out all the things he had given her and threw them all at him.

"Huo Dongming, I don't know what I was worth before I married you. Other women have backbone, and so do I.

You gave someone a painting worth hundreds of millions and still think that person is innocent and not after money. I am your wife, we are husband and wife, and the things you gave me are also in your name.

I don't care about this. You think I'm dependent on you. I can go out to work from tomorrow. I don't need you."

She's crazy.

The gloom in Huo Dongming's eyes was about to overflow.

He suddenly pulled her over and threw her hard onto the bed.

As for the jewels, he kicked them against the wall.

The maids downstairs heard the noise coming from the master bedroom.

Expensive jewelry was scattered all over the floor.

He pressed her down on the bed and grabbed her delicate neck.

The scarlet eyes were filled with bloodshot, looking horrible and abnormal.

"You don't need me? Shang Wanwan, I did erase your memory but didn't let you be ungrateful. The reason you can still act so hypocritically in front of me today is because I still need you.

You don't care about the jewelry I gave you, and you don't like being supported by me. Fine, I want to see what you can do. Without me, Huo Dongming, you, Shang Wanwan, are nothing."

Shang Wanwan looked at him in horror; his ferocious expression frightened her.

His hands around her neck tightened more and more, and when Shang Wanwan almost thought he was going to kill her, he suddenly stopped.

The large amount of air that flowed back gave Shang Wanwan the illusion that she had been saved from the brink of death.

She was breathing heavily, and Huo Dongming slowly stood up and tidied his clothes.

There was no expression on his handsome face anymore.

"You said you didn't want to be Mrs. Huo. You want some backbone, right? I'll help you."

Shang Wanwan didn't know what he was going to do.

Even now, apart from Huo Dongming, her memory is basically blank.

“Many people in this world have no worries about food and drink, and with good conditions, they have too much free time to start wanting to prove themselves and experience life.

Shang Wanwan, remember what you told me, don't come back crying and beg me."

Huo Dongming buttoned his cufflinks slowly and methodically.

"I'll ask Aunt Zhang to pack your things for you. From today on, you are free."