Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Looking at the man in front of her, the man she had loved for many years, was actually angry because of other women and herself, Xia Caiwei's heart was beating wildly, but she held back, just shook off his restrained hands vigorously, rubbed her wrists, He said coldly, "I haven't seen her since I returned to China, so how can I talk to her!"

Wen Ruchu didn't speak, but glared at her coldly.

Xia Caiwei added, "I saw her buying contraceptive pills and test strips at the pharmacy."

Wen Ruchu was startled, his eyes became suspicious.

She took a deep breath and explained, "The test strips are for pregnancy testing. She is a married woman, and buying these things is nothing more than a pregnancy test. But I see her nervous look, as if she doesn't want to have a baby. Ruchu, give up on her! She has a relationship with Han Feixuan..."

In an instant, he froze there like five thunderbolts, motionless.

"I know you have a cleanliness habit, especially when you marry a virgin, but now she is not. Not only is she married to Han Feixuan, she is also his wife as she deserves, and they all slept together. Such a woman, give up! Otherwise..."
"go out!"

Before Xia Caiwei could finish her words, Wen Ruchu yelled and shut her mouth in fright.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, full of unwillingness and humiliation, and her eyes were red for a while, "You...you are killing me because of her again! Wen Ruchu, what is so good about that woman? She is already married to someone else, and you are still alive Xin, now that she has a relationship with someone else, you don't give up, you..."

Not wanting to hear her continue, Wen Ruchu fortunately pushed her out, completely isolating Xia Caiwei from the room.

After closing the door, he leaned his back against the door panel weakly, hesitantly clenched his phone tightly, and sent Mu Shiyue a WeChat message.

"I know you are avoiding me on purpose, Xiaoyue, tell me, have you had a relationship with Han Feixuan?"

It has been more than two hours since Mu Shiyue received this WeChat message.

She has been busy with a lot of design drafts for a long time, concentrating on looking at the hand-painted board, holding a paintbrush to draw a piece of design jewelry on it vividly.

Tired in the middle, it happened that Mrs. Zhang brought coffee in. She drank a few sips of coffee, and accidentally saw the mobile phone whose indicator light kept flashing, and then found the WeChat message.

She stared at this wechat for a few minutes, her mind blank.

You can not reply directly, you can pretend that you didn't receive it, you can deal with it indiscriminately, or... make up a lie...

It's not that she hasn't thought about all the possibilities, maybe Wen Ruchu won't doubt it, maybe he won't pursue it, but...why did she land her finger on the screen and want to type a few words in a perfunctory way? My heart was trembling, and my hands were shaking as well.

After much deliberation, she still gave up.

If one lie is told, one hundred and ten thousand lies will be told in the future to cover up other lies.

Love bought with lies is not love.

Since you still have feelings, and since you want to love someone, you must learn to respect them, so first of all, you must abandon lies.

If he is unwilling to accept it, she can't force it. No one can turn back time. The world is so big, but there is no medicine for regret.

Next, she replied without hesitation, "Yes, I'm very sorry."

Yes, it was an admission that there was an unusual physical relationship between her and Han Feixuan that was beyond normal men and women.

I'm sorry, it's an apology for the pure and beautiful relationship between them, I'm sorry, she didn't protect her innocence, and didn't let the holy chastity be left to the man she loves the most...

Wen Ruchu spent these two hours extremely anxiously, as if two centuries were long.

But when he received her answer, he was suddenly relieved.

I have to admit that it is impossible for him not to have no feelings at all, but he can't hate Mu Shiyue anyway. He just hates himself for being incompetent, unable to protect the woman he likes, and even more for being weak. The family business has left, maybe she won't marry someone else...

Due to the physical differences between men and women, Han Feixuan insisted that Mu Shiyue was not an opponent at all, so when this happened, Wen Ruchu hated Han Feixuan the most, and he only felt sorry for Mu Shiyue.

But she was able to answer directly, without perfunctory or denying, and this pious attitude made him appreciate it.

For a moment, Wen Ruchu had mixed feelings in his heart. At the same time, he hated Han Feixuan to the bone.

Ten minutes after Mu Shiyue sent the WeChat message, the phone rang.

Seeing the phone call from Wen Ruchu, she took a deep breath with some relief, and answered the phone——

"As before." The voice was still flat, but uncontrollable tears welled up in his eyes.

Hearing the voice on the phone, Wen Ruchu felt extremely sad, frowned heartbroken, and said, "Xiaoyue, I don't blame you, women are vulnerable groups in marriage, I know, you didn't do it voluntarily, so I don't blame you for anything, it's just..."

He paused, and the moment the subject changed, Mu Shiyue held the phone nervously, eager to know what he was going to say next.

"You have to protect yourself, and you must never have a second time with him!" Wen Ruchu is also a man, if it is said that the first time, it is because of his whim, but if it happens the second time, there will be a third time and a fourth time This time... This kind of thing is addictive to both men and women.

He can't accept and forgive her who is out of control, even if she is the woman he loves deeply, it's the same!

Mu Shiyue is well aware of his personality, and she is very satisfied to be able to forgive this time. She burst into tears in a complicated mood, and nodded earnestly, "Well, I know, don't worry, I will protect him as much as possible. Mine……"

"I will also find a way to get him to divorce you. Give me some more time, and I will definitely rescue you!" Wen Ruchu swore that this time, even if everything was at stake, he would rescue her!
Mu Shiyue burst into laughter with relief, feeling that in the dark life, she saw a ray of dawn again. The feeling of urgent need for a new life was like falling into the abyss of hell. into her heart.

Putting down the phone, Wen Ruchu was still immersed in his hatred for Han Feixuan, but a melodious female voice came from beside his ear——

"I'd rather tear down ten temples than regret a single marriage. Beating mandarin ducks with a stick is to bring retribution!"

At some point, Xia Caiwei sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at him with an expression of fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

Wen Ruchu really had nothing to do with her. In the past few years, whether he got angry or ignored her, she didn't care, and stayed by his side as always.

Just being silently with him naturally moved him a lot and caused him a lot of trouble. For example, he was sick with a high fever of 39 degrees and had a stomach problem. He lay on the bed without eating or drinking. Xia Caiwei would take care of him Cook porridge and feed medicine, even if she never cooks, she will take the initiative to learn for him. For example, when she was drinking at a bar, drinking and drinking, Wen Ruchu had to take someone to the police station to release her on bail in the middle of the night. When he came out, he even fought with the local gangsters because of her, and his life was almost hanging by a thread...

There are too many things like this, he regards her as his younger sister, and has been by his side all the time, giving silently without expecting anything in return, so he acquiesces to her waywardness and tolerates her bad temper, but the only thing is that she is not allowed to provoke Mu Shi moon.

Xia Caiwei knew that it was his bottom line, which could not be touched or touched.

For so many years, Mu Shiyue is like a needle hidden deep in his heart, every time he touches it, it will set off a violent storm.