Did That Doctor Successfully Remarry Today?
Chapter 207 - 201: Broken Line

Chapter 207: Chapter 201: Broken Line

Chapter 203 Severed Connection

He lost control over her, went off track, and the line was severed. —Xicheng Tears

Dawn is approaching, and in the break of day, the wispy fog dissipates, the cold morning light filling the sky.

Gao Chuan startles awake, turns his head to find no one by his side, a hint of panic coloring his eyes as he quickly gets out of bed and strides out of the bedroom, frantically searching for Jiang An’s figure.

Not until he paces to the living room and hears a faint noise from the kitchen does he slowly approach and find the girl busy at work, and he finally lets out a breath of relief.

The tender yellow sunshine spills through the blinds, casting uneven shadows, and the girl in an apron stands by the stove, her slender figure catching Gao Chuan’s eye as his expression gradually softens.

Having practiced medicine for years, he thought he had grown indifferent to life and death, separation, and had been accustomed to living alone for so many years—he had never imagined that on a most ordinary morning, the absence of her presence could stir such unprecedented panic in him.

It seems, he truly cannot be without her.

Jiang An hears the noise from the outside living room, slightly turns around and sees the man paralyzed in place with a puzzled look, and after pausing, she speaks, "You’re up, come have breakfast!"

Their gazes briefly meet, the girl’s melodious voice enters his ears, and Gao Chuan returns to his senses with a nod and quietly walks over.

Sitting beside the dining table, Jiang An brings over two fried eggs, sliding one of them in front of Gao Chuan.

For a moment, both maintain their silence, neither uttering a word.

If it were not for the divorce agreement prior, they would appear to be just an ordinary couple.

After a long while, Jiang An’s voice breaks the silence. The girl slightly lifts her clear eyes to look at Gao Chuan, who is engrossed in his breakfast, and finally speaks, "Dr. Gao, grandmother... has passed away, and our relationship can also come to an end."

At her words, Gao Chuan lifts his head to meet Jiang An’s eyes, his brows furrowing deeply, his complexion darkening.

He thought that by staying silent, certain matters would pass on their own, yet he never anticipated that this moment would still arrive.

"The divorce agreement, I’ve already..." Jiang An regains her senses and looks away, intending to discuss the procedure with the man, but Gao Chuan interrupts her before she can finish.

His voice is hoarse, laden with a trace of solitude.

"Jiang An, must it be this way?" Gao Chuan looks at the girl who has bowed her head, and in an instant, his eyes lose their luster.

Their marriage probably had long ceased to be as simple as it was originally agreed upon. He admits that he was arrogantly assertive at the time, presuming Jiang An had some feelings for him and he progressively closed in, meticulously ensuring she stayed by his side.

It was all a scheme he devised in the name of love.

He bet that Jiang An truly loved him, yet he never considered that he would be the first to fall.

Perhaps, even before this marriage began, he had unknowingly fallen in love with Jiang An.

Now, hearing Jiang An speak of leaving, his heart aches deeply.

Jiang An’s gaze settles on the dining table, not daring to meet his eyes, she whispers, "Dr. Gao, everything is about compatibility, perhaps we are not suited for each other."

"In college, I would often fantasize about what my future marriage would look like. I thought that my partner might not be very wealthy or handsome, but he would certainly love me deeply, and only then would I choose to spend the rest of my life with him," Jiang An places her hands on the table, reminiscing about the past with a wistful expression.

She too had longed for love, like any other ordinary girl.

Hearing the girl’s heart-spoken words, Gao Chuan’s heart suddenly sinks, and with a strained voice, he calls out, "Jiang An..."

"My dream marriage could be of any kind, but definitely not the current state," she does not halt but continues directly.

In her heart, marriage seems a simple affair—the everyday life of two people through seasons and meals, perhaps ordinary yet never dull.

But clearly, her marriage with Gao Chuan is a world apart.

"Dr. Gao, since this marriage began in error, we should end it, shouldn’t we?" Jiang An feigns calmness as she meets the gaze of the man before her, yet a wave of sorrow wells up within her.

This relationship, without a beautiful beginning, is doomed to a silent end.

Now, with her grandmother gone, she has fulfilled her initial mission, and has no reason to stay.

The girl’s words echo in his ears, and in Gao Chuan’s heart, it clenches sharply, his eyes slightly droop, his thin lips pressed into a cold line.

"Jiang An, you should have seen the feelings I have for you after all this time," he muses, his face showing a trace of distraction.

"But that’s not love. You’re just used to the feeling of having me around. It’s pure possessiveness. A true marriage shouldn’t be like this," Jiang An has already risen from her seat, her voice loud and resounding.

The man listens to her words, petrified and momentarily lost for words.

Love? What is love? He does not understand. The kind of marriage Jiang An describes, he is equally clueless about.

He just wishes she could stay with him forever, just like before.

"Dr. Gao, you have always been the one in control of our relationship. I used to think that as long as you had any bit of fondness for me, I would be incredibly happy. But our marriage never had an emotional foundation and lacked the proper process of a normal relationship, inevitably making it go awry. Sometimes I feel you’re really indifferent, always making me feel as though you don’t care about anything, even this marriage, you could abandon it without hesitation."

"If we are both in pain, I don’t think there’s any need to maintain it any longer," Jiang An’s voice settles in the room, striking at Gao Chuan’s heart silently.

His heart writhes in pain, his eyebrows furrowing, the words he wants to say are choked in his throat.

All this while, he was undoubtedly the controller, relying on Jiang An’s gratitude and affection for him to coerce her into marrying him, yet he never truly tried to be a qualified husband or understood what life Jiang An truly desired.

He always thought, by simply binding the two of them together, the rest would naturally fall into place.

Jiang An is like a canary he keeps caged, the kite under his control.

He believed that she would always belong to him, in person and in heart.

But he had never considered that there would come a day when he would lose control over her, go off track, and the line would be severed.

It is not until Jiang An leaves his side once more that he truly comes to a sudden and profound regret.

Recalling Jiang An’s final words, the man’s fists clench silently.

She said, if he truly doesn’t want her to hate him, then let her go.

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