Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Fu Yanchen."

Xu Xiaoxiao's voice was like icicles frozen in winter, cold and sharp, penetrating the surrounding noise and piercing people's hearts.

Fu Yanchen's body trembled slightly when he heard this. He turned around, his eyes flashing with complex emotions, including guilt, helplessness, and more of unspeakable pain.

He responded softly: "Xiaoxiao, you go ahead."

There was too much heaviness and expectation hidden in his voice, as if every word carried his unspeakable feelings.

Xu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound more determined. Even though her eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, they refused to fall.

"Fu Yanchen, even if you were deceived by the Lu family as you said, have you ever thought about why they all favor the Lu family? Because... your usual actions led to such a result."

There was a hint of sadness and disappointment in her tone, as if it was a reproach to Fu Yanchen, but more like a redemption for herself.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen's face turned pale. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end all he could do was let out a low sigh.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry."

These three words, spoken from his mouth, were filled with endless regret and helplessness, and were his confession for all his past actions.

Xu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, tears finally falling. She shook her head, her voice filled with determination: "Fu Yanchen, I gave you a chance to tell me the truth, but what was your answer? What was it? Ah."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xu Xiaoxiao started coughing because of excitement, which hurt the wound.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be angry, you just..."

Fu Yanchen, a grown man, crawled beside her bed and was almost crying.

Xu Xiaoxiao cried. Besides tears, there was also an unyielding persistence and an unwilling struggle in her eyes. She would not give up until she reached the Yellow River.

That was her last chance for Fu Yanchen and also her last hope for herself. She also wanted to give her child a complete home and hoped that Fu Yanchen could give her an answer that would put her at ease.

But reality is always cruel, and Fu Yanchen disappointed her so much.

Fu Yanchen's deception was like a sharp knife that stabbed into her heart and shattered all her hopes.

Fu Yanchen became nervous unconsciously. His throat moved slightly and he swallowed hard. His Adam's apple, which was already rolling, also slid up and down.

There was a slight sound in his throat, like a dry riverbed longing for a drop of rain. His eyes flickered and complex emotions surged deep in his heart. He wanted to deny everything, but the facts were like a heavy rock, pressing on his heart and making it difficult to breathe.

"I know that what you said is true. It's... it's my fault. The Lu family just wanted to do this because of this. They forced the Shangguan family to leave their hometown. Shangguan Yaoyao died with regrets. It's my fault, Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry..."

His voice was almost as thin as a thread, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth, full of helplessness and bitterness.

Fu Yan moved his mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but found that he could not utter any more words, because every word of Xu Xiaoxiao was like a sharp knife, cutting his heart.

He knew that no matter how he defended himself, the facts were already before him and could not be changed.

What he had done had made him lose too much, including Xu Xiaoxiao's trust and love.

At this moment, he seemed to be deprived of all his strength and could only watch helplessly as all the good things turned into nothing, unable to save the situation.

"I didn't kill Boren. Boren died because of me. My crime is unforgivable. Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry."

Fu Yanchen's voice was full of pain and self-blame. He held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, she would disappear from his world forever.

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao curled up her lips into a wry smile, her eyes were warm with a hot tear hanging in them.

She took a deep breath, then slowly pulled her hand out, her movements gentle but firm.

When her hand was completely out of Fu Yanchen's grasp, Fu Yanchen held it tightly in his hand and there was only cold air, as if that was the only thing he could hold on to.

Fu Yanchen looked at his empty palms, feeling an indescribable pain in his heart.

He knew that he had lost Xu Xiaoxiao, not only her body, but also her heart.

He stood there blankly, staring at Xu Xiaoxiao, muttering "I'm sorry" over and over again, but he could never get her to look back.

"Xiaoxiao, please don't be like this, okay? Please"

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in Fu Yanchen's voice. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes, but stopped in mid-air, not daring to touch her easily.

"Fu Yanchen, do you know? I originally came... originally..." Xu Xiaoxiao's words were intermittent, and there was too much bitterness and helplessness in her voice.

His eyes suddenly became dull, as if they had lost all life and energy. He just stared straight ahead, motionless.

Two lines of tears burst out like a flood.

These two hot tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, continuously sliding down from the corners of the eyes, flowing down the cheeks, dripping onto the ground, forming a small pool of water.

She raised her head slightly, as if wanting to make her tears flow faster so as to vent all the pain in her heart.

She did not try to wipe away the tears, but let them flow freely, even flowing into her hair and soaking it.

Fu Yanchen felt heartbroken when he saw her like this.

He knew that he had hurt her deeply, and no matter what he said or did, he could not mend the rift.

He could only watch her heart drifting further and further away from him, but he was powerless to do anything.

Fu Yanchen's vision became blurry and tears welled up in his eyes.

He bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from crying out loud, but his voice still trembled and choked: "Xiaoxiao..."

These two words seemed to have exhausted all his strength. With endless longing and attachment, he felt an indescribable sense of loss surge in his heart, making his heart ache so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Xiaoxiao..." His voice was filled with endless regret and pain, as if it was his confession for all his past actions.

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, her heart trembled. She raised her head, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.

She had originally thought that as long as Fu Yanchen could be honest and explain everything, she would forgive him for the sake of the child.

However, Fu Yanchen's silence and concealment were like a sharp knife that pierced her heart.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a bitter smile, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "Fu Yanchen, I originally thought that if you kept telling me when I asked you... I would forgive you for the sake of the child... But..."

There was a hint of sadness and disappointment in her words, as if it was the final judgment on Fu Yanchen.

She knew that some things, once missed, could never be recovered. And there were already too many gaps between her and Fu Yanchen.

"Smile..."

After hearing what Xu Xiaoxiao said, Fu Yanchen's eyes showed a glimmer of hope, a faint light, like a meteor that was about to disappear in the night sky, flashing a faint and short-lived hope.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao's next words were like a cold wind that completely blew him into the eighteenth level of hell, crushing his only hope.

"But Fu Yanchen...you ruined your chance to be a father with your own hands."

Her words fell softly, but they hit Fu Yanchen's heart like a heavy hammer.

Her eyes were full of complexity and helplessness, as if she was telling of an unspeakable pain.

Fu Yanchen felt his heart sink, and all his hopes and expectations turned to ashes at this moment.

He stared at Xu Xiaoxiao blankly, his eyes full of disbelief and pain.

He knew that he had completely lost her, not only her love, but also her trust and forgiveness. At this moment, he seemed to be deprived of all his strength and could only watch himself fall into endless darkness.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you want to do?"