The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

"Do you remember when I was a kid, I once came home and locked the door to not let anyone in?"

"Another time, I was sick and refused to go to the hospital or take medicine."

"There have been many times like this, over and over again..."

Ling Zhao listened to his low voice and felt as if he was back in his dark and damp childhood.

She nodded.

He came home with injuries all over his body, and didn't want to be seen, so he went back to his room, locked the door, and refused to eat. She climbed in from the balcony and brought him food and medicine.

He was sick, so she slept on the floor to keep him company.

She remembers these days.

If she didn't have those memories, she wouldn't have foolishly believed in her previous life that they were childhood sweethearts and that they had feelings for each other.

Huo Yixiu lowered his eyes and gently stroked his right forearm with his left hand.

If you look closely, you can see some tiny scars on his hands, but because his skin is fair and the scars are too old, they are not that noticeable.

“It’s because of your fans…”

Ling Zhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned to confusion. The man said in a low voice: "You were a famous child star at that time. My father performed surgery on you, which caused you to lose your voice. After the news came out, your fans took their anger out on me and beat me up."

Ling Zhao opened his lips slightly. Is this really true?

The man sneered, "They isolated me and blocked me in the toilet. On my way home from school, several people surrounded me and beat me... Because my mother is a teacher and my grades are very good, they dare not let the school find out... They threatened me that if I told anyone, they would retaliate against my mother and Yishan."

"I can't let anyone know. My self-esteem won't allow it, and I don't want anyone else to get hurt."

"... Sometimes when I'm seriously injured or sick, I wonder if I won't die if I don't go to the hospital or take medicine. If I die, I won't have to worry about anything and no one will beat me."

Ling Zhao's breathing became shallow.

She had never thought that he, who was so powerful and conceited, would have such thoughts.

She also didn't know that Huo Yixiu was bullied at school.

When she saw his injuries, she thought he had a fight with a classmate. Teenagers have strong self-esteem and are passionate, so they don't want their parents to know about the fight. He asked her to keep it a secret, and she nodded.

It turned out that every wound he had was caused by her.

Ling Zhao swallowed his saliva: [So you hate me because of that time? ]

Huo Yixiu did not answer.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "I don't know if it is... Actually, it has nothing to do with you, but I can't help but think that those who beat me were all because of you."

Ling Zhao bit his lip. The man took a deep breath and continued, "That incident changed my life and my home. My life has changed. My world is no longer sunny, and my home is no longer a safe fortress."

"My parents used to have a good relationship. Because of you, they always quarreled, and they had to live together to make the family go through difficult times. The Huo family spent almost every day quarreling. That's different from my original family."

His eyes fell on her face, and hatred was revealed in his dark eyes: "Ling Zhao, all this is because of you."

Ling Zhao became angry again. What about her life?

The hatred in Huo Yixiu's eyes disappeared, and pity appeared in his eyes: "But what mistake did you make?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked away at the pattern on the wall: "Two broken homes and broken people living together can't have any feelings, only resentment."

"When I finally saw hope in life, my father forced me to marry you to atone for his failure. My life is no longer my own... Ling Zhao, how can I like you?"

"He finally told me that having you by my side would help me through this difficult time. I thought, how can someone like you help me? As long as you don't cause me any trouble and don't keep appearing in front of me, I'll just pretend I don't see you."

"I accept my fate."

These four simple words struck Ling Zhao's heart heavily.

Huo Yixiu took a deep breath again: "I was so confused in my last life, but now I have been given a chance to start over. It's as if it's telling me that my attitude of accepting my fate is wrong."

"Ling Zhao, tell me, what's wrong?"

His eyes looked over, calm as water, yet seemed to be filled with sadness.

Ling Zhao's teeth were tightly clenched. After a while, she gestured with her fingers: [You and Fan Wenxin fooled me together, making me Mrs. Huo, but you treated me as an ornament. I embellished your reputation as Mr. Huo, but in the end I died alone in a nursing home. I didn't even have the chance to see my children. ]

[When Fan Wenxin took my child away, she said, "You don't want the child to have a mute mother, so you let her raise our daughter." When I was in confinement, I wanted to see the child, but Fan Wenxin disagreed, saying that you didn't allow it.]

[You don’t want your children to remember me as a useless mother who only brings shame to others.]

[Afterwards, you sent me to a nursing home on the pretext that I had postpartum depression and kept me there for the rest of my life. I never saw my child or you until I died. Do you think I shouldn't resent you?]

With his intelligence, he couldn't think of it, so why did she have to say it herself?

Huo Yixiu frowned.

He later guessed that Ling Zhao's big reaction to him and Fan Wenxin must be related to Fan Wenxin.

But I didn't expect that Fan Wenxin would say that in front of Ling Zhao.

But at that time, he trusted Fan Wenxin very much and they only maintained a superior-subordinate relationship. He never thought that Fan Wenxin still had feelings for him.

She has always been his right-hand man, and she can immediately understand what he is thinking. The title of the first secretary is not just a hype.

At that time, he really had no feelings for Ling Zhao. He devoted all his attention to the company and asked Fan Wenxin to do everything.

His indifference led to such a situation...

Ling Zhao's arms were half raised, and water drops slid down her smooth skin, dripping, and every drop seemed to be her tears.

[…In the last few days before I died, I cursed you every day, but when I really died, I thought it would be better for you not to die. If I died, the child would still be so young. Without the protection of her father, how could she live in this world?]

[Fan Wenxin is so bad. If you died, wouldn't she bully my child at will? ]

[So I finally changed my mind. I thought, if I have a chance to live my life again, I hope I won’t meet you again.]

If a different doctor had performed the surgery, she might still be mute, but if she hadn't met the Huo family, she would not have had that kind of life.

But in the next life, they are still husband and wife.

Huo Yixiu watched the last drop of water fall from her arm, and twitched his lips gently: "When I died, I was thinking, if I were to live again, I would like to ask why you come to my dreams every day and torture me every day."

Ling Zhao's arm, which was suspended in the air, fell down and was grasped by his outstretched hand.

Their eyes were focused on that point of intersection, and Huo Yixiu said in a low voice: "I didn't know what Fan Wenxin did to you. I didn't even know that her feelings for me continued."

Ling Zhao shook his hands, not believing what he said.

How could he not know.

They had a relationship in college, would it suddenly end because of marriage?

They were close, saw each other every day at work, and worked together, and their love only grew, not faded.