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Huo Yunting’s indifference irritated him further. “You can hate her, you can be angry with her, but forcing her to marry you is out of line!”
“Why not? You care so much only because this is the woman you love. Would you behave the same if this is someone else?”
Huo Yunting asked arrogantly as he reached for his cigarette and lighter in his pocket.
Huo Chen replied coldly, “It doesn’t matter who it is. Your act of revenge is childish!”
The wind was billowing too strongly on the rooftop. The fire from his lighter was extinguished before he could lit up his cigarette.
He threw his unlit cigarette into a nearby dustbin reluctantly, and then said to Huo Chen, “Childish or not, the truth is, we are now married.”
After that, he turned and left without waiting for Huo Chen’s reply.
The wind grew stronger at the rooftop while Huo Chen slowly came to accept the fact.
He stood rooted to the spot and felt an emptiness in his heart.
The events today had shaken him deeply. Words cannot describe the shock he was experiencing.
The woman that he had loved for so many years had first become his niece, and then his nephew’s wife.
What a messed up relationship!
He hated himself for not waking up sooner to prevent this disastrous and farcical outcome.
What can he do for her now?
…
Lu Zhaoyang left the rooftop, but did not return to the secretary office. In fact, she never wanted to go back there again.
She walked along the streets with a blank expression, wandering aimlessly.
The autumn breeze caressed her skin. It felt fresh and crisp, but could not bring a smile to her face.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
Nevertheless, she did not even feel like accepting the call. She continued walking as her phone rang, went quiet, and then started ringing again.
When she reached a crossroad, Lu Zhaoyang took an abrupt step forward, and then she heard a sharp honk from her right.
She quickly stepped backward and stood rigidly on the sidewalk like a statue.
Her phone was still ringing intermittently. Someone who happened to be standing beside her could not help but said to her, “Hey lady, your phone is ringing.”
Lu Zhaoyang turned to look at that person, but her mind was far, far away.
…
Huo Yunting returned to his office and laid back in his chair. He shut his eyes to get some rest.
Now that he had some peace and quiet, he could finally reflect on his actions earlier.
He had lost control of his emotions. It felt horrible to lose control like that.
In his mind, he kept seeing Lu Zhaoyang’s expressionless face and the three words she uttered.
I hate you.
Ever since they got married, she hated him. He knew that, and never seemed to care.
So, why was it that when he heard her say those words today, he felt vaguely disturbed…
Huo Li stepped into the office and saw Huo Yunting leaning back in his chair, looking tired.
He slowed down as he approached Huo Yunting. Before he could begin, Huo Yunting said, “Get to the point. I’m tired, and have no time for your nonsense.”
“… Brother Ting, she’s not in the office. The Second Master had just left. He was making a call as he did, but it doesn’t look like she’s answering him.”
Huo Li reported his findings to him.
Abruptly, Huo Yunting opened his eyes and said coldly, “Stop pursuing the matter. Let her be.”
