Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 140: There Won’t Be a Second Time

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: There Won’t Be a Second Time

The next morning, Chai Chen’s call came through.

Hearing his voice, Ye Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Zhun was worried sick because he couldn’t reach you last night."

She spoke of Xiao Zhun’s anxiety, but what about her? Had she ever worried about Fu Xingzhou?

"My phone died yesterday, and when I went to charge it, I found the charger port was broken."

In the dead of night, he didn’t go out to buy a new charger; instead, he borrowed one from a neighbor first thing in the morning.

Upon turning on his phone, he saw missed calls and her WeChat messages.

"Are you off work today?" Chai Chen remembered her mentioning it during dinner the day before.

"My sister said she’s moving stuff." Ye Zhun’s voice floated over from the other end.

Ye Yan tossed a towel at him, "Hurry up and wash your face; you’re filthy."

"I happen to be off today too, I’ll be your free labor."

Ye Yan wanted to refuse, but she indeed had quite a few belongings at the large flat, too much for her to handle alone.

Ye Zhun’s body was still not up for heavy lifting, unrelieable.

"Then I’ll trouble you, and I’ll treat you to a meal after we’re finished."

Chai Chen hung up and quickly called the department head to ask for leave.

After getting dressed, he drove off, so cheery he could make the residential community guards blossom into a smile.

After they arrived at Yuqiao, Ye Yan asked him to park in the parking lot.

She got out of the car and made a round in the parking area, and after confirming that Fu Xingzhou’s car wasn’t there, she returned to Chai Chen and said, "I’ll go up to pack; I’ll call you later."

Chai Chen knew this might involve her personal privacy and didn’t ask further.

With Ye Yan’s salary level, she couldn’t afford a place at Yuqiao.

The smallest units here were over 300 square meters, just a street away from the Ruins of St. Paul, situtated in a prime location, with prices starting at least in the tens of millions.

Although he was curious about why she lived there, everyone has a past, things they prefer not to share with others.

He simply wished to get along well with her in the present, to secure a chance for himself.

As for her past, he didn’t care.

Ye Yan opened the door, and the familiar scent brought a sour feeling to her heart.

The house was clean and tidy; the maid must have just left at this time of day.

She mostly stayed at Yuqiao, hence the multitude of her possessions.

Fu Xingzhou likely wouldn’t return here, and likewise, it was also her last time stepping foot in this place.

Ye Yan entered the walk-in closet and began pulling out clothes from the wardrobe one by one.

The maid, meticulous in her work, had Ye Yan’s and Fu Xingzhou’s clothing neatly sorted and organized.

She saw a stack of gift boxes at the doorway, those were the handbags he once gave her.

Every time he returned from a business trip, he would bring a gift, even if they were thoughtless ones.

Later, he stopped giving her bags, knowing she didn’t like them and that it would upset her.

Ye Yan shifted her gaze from those boxes and concentrated on placing folded clothes into a suitcase.

Suddenly, something rolled out of the suitcase to the door.

She hurried to pick it up, only to see a pair of men’s cotton slippers.

Following the slippers upwards, she saw someone she hadn’t seen in a long time.

The last time they met was outside Ye Zhun’s emergency room when she plunged a knife into his chest.

That stab, she did it precisely, not to harm his vitals but to not heal quickly either.

Compared to what Ye Zhun had suffered, what was that one stab?

"Yanyan." Fu Xingzhou stood there, a layer of unmelting melancholy over his brows, his voice hoarse.

Ye Yan didn’t look at him, continuing to pack the clothes.

Fu Xingzhou walked over, grabbed her wrist, and forcefully pulled her in front of him.

"Let go." Ye Yan struggled to shake off his hand, "Don’t touch me."

"Let’s talk things through," Fu Xingzhou gazed intently into her eyes, tracing the contours in his heart bit by bit.

He had actually returned to Ao City long ago, just not showing himself to her.

He would watch her from a great distance, wanting to approach but not daring to disturb.

Only when she returned to Yuqiao to pack her things to leave did he lose control and show up.

"The facts are clear, there’s nothing to talk about between us."

"I know I’ve wronged you this time, I apologize, if that doesn’t satisfy you, you can stab me a few more times, whatever you want," Fu Xingzhou held her, nearly embedding her entirely into himself, "Yanyan, I’m sorry, as long as you can forgive me, I’ll do anything you ask."

"Do anything? Can you give Xiao Zhun his kidney back?"

"I will continue looking for a kidney donor, I’ll cure his clotting disorder, I promise to make him whole again, please believe me, okay?" Fu Xingzhou pleaded earnestly, even with a hint of ingratiation.

But to Ye Yan, these words sounded as ridiculous as a joke.

"It’s because I’ve always trusted you that we ended up in this mess," she said, "If I had doubted you earlier, Xiao Zhun wouldn’t have been put in danger. You knew he was a suitable kidney donor but kept it from me, what were you afraid of?"

Ye Yan forcefully withdrew from his embrace, her gaze devoid of any warmth.

"You were afraid I’d disagree, afraid I’d stop you, afraid you couldn’t save your father. So, you sacrificed my trust, Xiao Zhun’s life, Fu Xingzhou, people always said you weren’t a good man, and I refused to believe them because you were always so affectionate in front of me. But once it touched your interests, you didn’t hesitate to look out for yourself."

"You’re selfish and self-serving, never once considering my feelings," an emotional Ye Yan’s eyes reddened, "You knew Xiao Zhun’s condition could lead to death on the operating table, but still, you didn’t hesitate to send him there, because to you, your family is what mattered most, while my family was expendable."

Fu Xingzhou watched her, not arguing.

"If we’re expendable to you, then what are you clinging to now? Seeking my forgiveness just so we, brother and sister, become your spare organ bank, ready to have our organs harvested anytime?"

"It won’t happen," Fu Xingzhou promised, "I assure you, there won’t be a second time."

"Once was enough." Ye Yan’s expression was icy, the man before her so familiar, yet so alien.

When they were intimate and took vows, she never imagined this day would come.

She was too naive, overlooking his ruthlessness, a complete fool in love.

"It won’t be the second time for the same thing, and just the same, my love for you will not have a second time either." Ye Yan looked at him calmly, "Tomorrow afternoon, I’ll be waiting for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau, our marriage will end there. From then on, I no longer wish to see you, and hopefully, you will take good care of yourself.

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