Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 79 Locust Plague IV (Confession)

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 Locust Plague IV (Confession)

The atmosphere suddenly grew cold.

"Sister-in-law, is there anything else you need us to do?"

Eleven, full of eagerness, had come out hoping for some praise, only to notice that the atmosphere between his elder brother and sister-in-law was a bit off.

They glanced at each other, puzzled. What was going on?

"You’ve all worked hard; take a moment to sit and rest." Seeing that they had all come out, Nanzhi stood up, preparing to fetch some water.

They were guests, after all. She felt somewhat embarrassed having let them do so much work.

However, it was as if Shen Wenchen had figured everything out. He stood up, took Nanzhi’s hand, and spoke in a deep, subdued voice, "Nannan, there is something I need to discuss with you."

Ignoring the surprised look in Nanzhi’s eyes, he simply led her into the house.

Leaving the five people in the main hall scratching their heads.

What was happening?

Could it be that sister-in-law was angry and Shen Wenchen was now forcing himself on her?

Aside from a bed and a wardrobe, the room was simply furnished with a dressing table.

The two entering the room felt a little awkward. However, Shen Wenchen was the first to speak.

"Nannan, there is something I want to tell you." Shen Wenchen lowered his gaze to Nanzhi, his beautiful eyes carrying a hint of guilt.

Looking at him, a suspicion rose in her heart.

Could he really have a mistress?

Wasn’t the original owner getting a bit too pitiful?

"I’m afraid you’ll be shocked when you hear it."

Shen Wenchen’s voice was low, but Nanzhi could detect a hint of worry in it.

Could his mistress be some lady of importance?

The room quieted for a moment. Shen Wenchen’s eyebrows were furrowed, his face full of conflict.

"Do you... have something else?" Nanzhi felt a little awkward under his gaze and tried to move towards the exit.

However, Shen Wenchen reached out and grabbed her hand. Only after holding her tight in his arms did he seem to relieve a burden, whispering, "I am sorry."

Having lived for eighteen years, this was the first time she had been held so closely by someone, and it was her husband confessing his infidelity. Despite knowing that she and the original owner were not one and the same, there was a hint of bitterness in Nanzhi’s heart.

Partly, it was for the original owner’s sake.

While the man was surrounding himself with women outside, she was using her frail body to support the home, and in the end, had starved to death in her bed.

Partly, it was for herself.

Abandoned by her biological parents since childhood, raised by her grandmother, she had finally made it to university and the possibility to fulfill her grandmother’s wishes was almost in sight, only for her to end up in this Territory after staying up all night.

As these thoughts swirled in her mind, tears seeped uncontrollably from her eyes.

Seeing his wife in tears, Shen Wenchen’s heart was twisting painfully.

"Let’s get a divorce."

The movement of Shen Wenchen’s hand, which was wiping her tears, paused and he felt as if his heart had stopped.

"Nan... Nannan, what... what are you saying?"

The man was genuinely panicked, even his voice trembling.

"I... I’m not willing to share a husband with another woman. Let’s get a divorce."

The tears blurred Nanzhi’s sight. Her heart was sour, as bitter as unripe plums.

Now it was Shen Wenchen who was stupefied. What did she mean by sharing a husband?

Looking at her crying inconsolably, he simply picked her up and put her on the bed, then coaxed her, saying, "Nannan, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by sharing a husband?"

Nanzhi was trying hard to stop her runny nose, and the words from Shen Wenchen’s mouth only made her cry harder.

"You... you have a woman outside, I want a divorce!"

"There isn’t! There isn’t! I don’t have a woman outside, Nannan, stop crying." Seeing her crying so miserably, Shen Wenchen became flustered and wanted to take out a handkerchief to wipe her tears but after patting his whole body, he couldn’t find anything.

All he could do was use his sleeve to gently wipe the tears off her chin.

After hearing his words, Nanzhi paused. She didn’t continue crying, and just let him wipe her tears for her.

After sobbing for a while, she finally asked, "Then... what did you want to say?"

"Will you promise me not to cry anymore?" Shen Wenchen’s voice was filled with heartache as he coaxed Nanzhi.

"Alright, alright." Nanzhi finally stopped her sobbing, sniffling as she agreed.

"I... I’ve already died once." Shen Wenchen’s tone was conflicted, fearing he’d scare his wife. He only dared to begin tentatively.

Nanzhi blinked. Could it be that Shen Wenchen had some miraculous encounter?

Seeing that she wasn’t scared, Shen Wenchen continued, "I died once. In my previous life, the hematoma in my brain never dispersed. I followed General Song for five years, and later I was awarded the title of General and stayed in the Capital City. By the time I remembered, I sent some people back to Lihua Village, only to be told that both my parents were dead, and you also..."

As she heard Shen Wenchen mention his "previous life", Nanzhi’s heart skipped a beat. Does that mean it wasn’t the changes brought about by her transmigration that altered the course of the story, but Shen Wenchen’s rebirth?

Shen Wenchen continued to describe his past life since Nanzhi didn’t appear to be scared.

"Later on, I encountered a person called the ’Holy Maiden’ by the world..."

Shen Wenchen stopped there, his expression tightening. For a moment, he didn’t know how to continue.

"Then you fell in love with her?" Nanzhi looked at Shen Wenchen, her tone certain.

The Holy Maiden must be the original female lead.

"No."

Contrary to Nanzhi’s expectations, Shen Wenchen shook his head to deny it.

"I didn’t fall in love with her. I was inexplicably attracted to her. If you ask why, I really have no way to explain it." Shen Wenchen spoke truthfully, despite knowing that Nanzhi might not believe him.

The so-called Holy Maiden was not particularly attractive. His voice was riddled with guilt as he spoke about his past infatuation for her. Looking back, Shen felt sorry for the original wife he had ignored.

Nanzhi understood Shen Wenchen when he mentioned being "mysteriously attracted to the maiden."

The original female lead was indeed a person from a different world.

She was a 25-year-old who had crossed over and became a 17-year-old girl. Not only did she possess a spatial bracelet, she also had a versatile system assisting her.

"Even though I was infatuated with her...I never crossed any boundaries with another woman in my past life, and in this life too."

Shen Wenchen said this while looking at Nanzhi, afraid that she wouldn’t believe him.

"What about Zhiyu?"

But Nanzhi didn’t question that, she only looked into his eyes and asked him tactfully.

"Zhiyu..." Shen Wenchen’s eyes darkened. He slowly said, "I didn’t meet him until he was thirteen years old. I later learned that after you left, Shen Miaomiao from the village raised him. Our father-son relationship has always been estranged..."