Did That Doctor Successfully Remarry Today?
Chapter 118 - 117 That Should Be Her Own Decision

Chapter 118: Chapter 117 That Should Be Her Own Decision

Chapter 117 It Should Be Her Own Decision

In the silent night, moonlight pale and limpid as water, draped like a veil over the sweetly sleeping girl on the hospital bed, the tall man had been standing here for who knows how long.

His gaze settled on Jiang An’s tranquil face. Although he had come here with anger in his heart, for some reason, as soon as he entered and saw the girl’s sleeping brows, his heart inevitably softened.

In the darkness-filled hospital room, Gao Chuan, dressed in a white coat, slowly paced to her bedside, gently lifting his hand to tidy up the messy hair covering her cheeks, strands of black hair slowly slipping through his fingers, his handsome face calm and undisturbed, with a pair of clear, penetrating dark eyes.

He suddenly remembered a night just like this one, moonlight light and breezy, while he stood beside the girl, clumsily yet tenderly blowing her hair.

It seemed that he and Jiang An had been married for almost three months now. The images of their time together over these three months flashed through his mind like a movie, as he quietly gazed at the girl sleeping peacefully, his black pupils deep like ink.

He liked how Little Ostrich blushed in front of him, as if a casual flirtation from him would turn her into a red persimmon.

He liked coming home after a busy day to see Little Ostrich sitting at the dining table with an apron on, waiting for him, and then smiling saying, "Dr. Gao, you’re back!"

He liked holding the curled up Little Ostrich in the silent night, listening to her gentle breaths as he fell asleep.

He liked every evening painted with rosy clouds, standing under the Wutong tree where their fate began, patiently waiting for Little Ostrich to get off work.

It seemed like... he had fallen in love with everything about Little Ostrich.

This feeling, silently pulling at his heart, tormented him almost every day, as if the cold, lonely days of his past thirty years were all just waiting for her to appear.

After a long while, the man emotionlessly withdrew his hand, turned, and walked out of the hospital room.

Only after gently closing the door behind him did he see Wei Yan sitting quietly on the corridor chair. Gao Chuan noticed that Wei Yan showed no sign of surprise when he came out of the room, as if he had already known he was there. After Gao Chuan shut the door, Wei Yan slowly got up from the chair and the dim light of the corridor illuminated his tired face.

Wei Yan stopped in front of him, speaking in a calm tone, "Mr. Gao, we need to talk."

The night was entwined, yet outside was bitterly cold. Gao Chuan, having been busy up and down in the hospital, probably didn’t even know that it was almost the Chinese New Year in less than a month.

Wei Yan followed Gao Chuan to the office upstairs, the scene was still incredibly familiar, but it was clear that Wei Yan was much calmer this time facing the man in front of him.

"Tell me, what do I need to do for you to divorce Anan?" Wei Yan strained to hold back his anger towards the man in front of him and got straight to the point.

As Gao Chuan had just steadied himself and heard the man’s unusually calm words, his eyes flickered with a hint of astonishment, maintaining silence in the face of Wei Yan’s unreasonable question.

"I already know about the sham marriage between you two, Anan has told me everything, I don’t care about the mess in your family, Anan has absolutely no obligation to marry you," Wei Yan’s words were filled with indifference, as if he had already seen through the relationship between the two.

The quiet office echoed with Wei Yan’s heavy voice. Gao Chuan, hearing him say that he knew about his and Jiang An’s sham marriage, remained unflustered as if he had long anticipated this day.

He and the man in front of him were strangers, yet because of Jiang An, they had faced off coldly countless times.

Gao Chuan still maintained a cool demeanor, his dark eyes flickering with cold air, and asked lightly, "Did Jiang An ask you to come tell me to get a divorce?"

Wei Yan stood behind him with a somber face, hearing his thin voice, as if he could no longer restrain himself, and clenched his fist tightly and struck, catching Gao Chuan off guard, a heavy punch landing on his left cheek. The man had to bend over, then looking up at Wei Yan, his face stern and full of aggression.

Wei Yan glared at the man in front of him who had taken a hit from him yet did not retaliate, his face stern as he said, "Anan didn’t say anything, Gao, are you even a man? Just because you helped her, you want to force her to marry you? I can sue you in court, do you know that?"

Gao Chuan touched his slightly aching left cheek with his hand, listening to Wei Yan’s fierce words without looking up at him.

Slowly straightening his body, the man finally spoke slowly, "Whether to divorce or not should be Jiang An’s own decision."

"Mr. Wei, I still say the same thing, my marriage with Jiang An is a matter between the two of us. You have no say in it, nor do you have the right to interfere," the man said each word calmly.

His calm demeanor was as if he was discussing a mathematical formula, something that Wei Yan couldn’t stand seeing in the indifferent expression on the man’s face whenever he spoke about anything.

It felt as if he had never cared about Jiang An.

"So you are just using Anan to fool your family, right? So you can ignore her when she’s sick with a fever and not care whether she lives or dies?" Wei Yan furrowed his brows and interrogated the man in front of him.

Even though he was aware of the resentment Wei Yan held against him, Gao Chuan couldn’t help but falter when he heard these words.

After all, he really didn’t know what Jiang An had been through in the past three days.

Jiang An had not contacted him till now, not even a single WeChat message.

As a husband, he knew nothing about his sick wife, doesn’t that explain everything?

"Do you know? The day before yesterday was Mr. Jiang’s death anniversary, she lay alone in the old house without heating, feverish and blaming herself on the phone for forgetting her dad’s anniversary. I don’t know what exactly happened between you two that made her so upset,"

"Gao, since you didn’t cherish the promises made, I won’t remain indifferent anymore. Once Jiang An makes up her mind and divorces you, I will take her away," Wei Yan said firmly, his eyes dimming slightly.

No matter how this marriage ends, he would always be Jiang An’s support, in whatever capacity that may be.

Until Wei Yan’s figure completely disappeared, his resolute words still echoed in Gao Chuan’s ears.

He said, he would take Jiang An away.

He said, Jiang An would think it through and then divorce him.

The man suddenly curled his lips into a sneer, a hint of harshness flashing through his eyes.

So, is that what Jiang An thought too? Did she also think about divorcing him and then living together with Wei Yan?

Thinking of this, it felt as if the man’s heart was suddenly stabbed, a sense of agitation rising within him, and he walked over to his desk habitually searching through the drawers for a cigarette.

Having searched through everything inside without finding any, his eyes flared with anger, his gaze inadvertently landing on a keychain bearing the figure of a doctor that was placed in the corner.

The man furrowed his brows, taking it out and carefully examining it in front of his eyes.

He might not even be able to explain why, but he had kept this small item from seven years ago until now.

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