Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 184: Does He Treat You Well?

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Does He Treat You Well?

She rarely changed her phone settings, so the spot for her first contact never altered.

Moreover, his nickname was still "husband."

"But how did you find me?"

Even if she had called Fu Xingzhou, tracking down Li Jin’s car wouldn’t have been easy.

Li Jin came prepared, he certainly wouldn’t use a regular license plate.

"You don’t need to worry about how I found you." Fu Xingzhou’s mind was in turmoil, "I just want to know, whose child is yours?"

Before she fell into a coma, she kept repeating the cellphone and the child.

Now, he finally had the answer.

She managed to hold on until he found her because the child gave her strength and courage to persevere.

One could only imagine how important the child was to her.

Ye Yan’s expression shifted as she slowly bowed her head.

She had anticipated he would ask this question after she came out of the operating room.

Though she appreciated his help, their paths had split.

Some relationships are better left at an end, some old flames need not be rekindled.

If there are no consequences, why insist on clinging to them?

"Do you really have to know?"

"Yes." Fu Xingzhou spoke with a firm and urgent tone, "Tell me."

Ye Yan fell silent for a moment, then slowly uttered two words from her mouth: "Chai Chen."

Fu Xingzhou said nothing, just stepped back twice, looking at her with a lost gaze, as if his eyes had lost focus.

He had anticipated this outcome, yet didn’t want to anticipate it.

And when it was finally confirmed, he felt a true sense of despair.

The last glimmer of hope in his heart was finally extinguished.

Leaving behind nothing but burning ashes.

For a while, the hospital room was silent as if no one were present.

"Is he good to you?"

Liang Zheng had mentioned last time that he saw them together, which he was reluctant to believe.

Even though he had wronged her, they had loved each other passionately.

He had always believed that her outward indifference was just a facade, that deep down, there was still a place for him in her heart.

Now it seemed he was just deluding himself.

What place for him in her heart? He had long become a thing of the past.

She and Chai Chen must not have been together long, but to fall pregnant so soon, and next, perhaps she’d invite her colleagues and friends to celebrate with wedding candy.

"It’s quite good." Ye Yan’s hand hidden under the blanket slowly clenched.

They didn’t use anesthetic when stitching her up just now, but it was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart.

Physical pain was a mere fraction of a percent compared to heartache.

Because such pain had no medicine to ease it and would only be magnified endlessly.

She didn’t look at Fu Xingzhou’s expression, nor did she want to guess what he looked like now.

Perhaps this was the best outcome, after all. He had the young girls at Hongfeng Hall, and she was trying to start another relationship.

Neither would disturb the other, no debts owed.

"I don’t know how to repay you for what happened today."

He lacked for nothing, and besides emotions, she had nothing else to give, "If you need me for anything, I will definitely not refuse."

"Ye Yan, have we come to the point where we need to be polite with each other?" Fu Xingzhou sneered coldly, "You don’t have to feel any psychological burden either. If it weren’t for that call you made to me, I wouldn’t have bothered with this matter, and besides, I owed you, didn’t I?"

Ye Yan gazed at him blankly.

His tone was so indifferent, a stark contrast to when he used to call her "Yanyan."

"You also don’t need to talk about repayment. After all, what I want, you can’t afford to give."

Ye Yan silently turned away her gaze.

His words weren’t without reason; he owned a vast business empire, with countless people flocking to him.

All along, she had never found anything that he needed from someone else.

Her words, thus, were somewhat presumptuous.

The hospital room returned to its previous quietude, with both people under the same roof but harboring their own thoughts.

The distance between them was vast as mountains and seas.

"I’ll transfer the medical expenses to you." The atmosphere was too oppressive, suffocating enough to make one’s heart ache; at last, Ye Yan couldn’t help but break the silence.

"No need," Fu Xingzhou replied indifferently, glancing over, "Miss Ye, take good care of your pregnancy, wishing the two of you a lifetime of happiness."

The phrase "a lifetime of happiness" was like a red-hot needle, cruelly stabbed into Ye Yan’s heart.

He couldn’t have forgotten the meaning of those words; more than once, they had used that "old-fashioned" phrase to affirm their love.

The scenes from those times were vivid in her mind.

Ye Yan looked at the man standing proudly before her, struggling to suppress the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Thank you for your blessings, Mr. Fu. I will," she said.

Fu Xingzhou turned and left the hospital room.

Ye Yan stared at the stark white ceiling as tears slowly overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

She reached up to wipe them away, but the more she wiped, the more they flowed.

Wasn’t this the outcome she had wanted? To be true strangers, rather than lingering in an entangled relationship.

They had ended things, utterly and completely.

Yet, when she heard those words, her heart ached as if she couldn’t breathe.

It took a while for Ye Yan to recover from her sorrow, her eyes swollen and red from crying.

She picked up her phone, which had several dozen missed calls and unread messages.

Aside from Xiao Xiao, almost all were from Chai Chen.

"Ye Yan," Chai Chen said, having received her call, he was driving aimlessly through the streets searching for her, "Where are you?"

Hearing his anxious voice, a warmth flowed through Ye Yan’s heart, "I’m sorry for making you worry."

"I want to see you right away." Chai Chen pulled over to the side of the road, "Ye Yan, tell me, where are you?"

After failing to contact Ye Yan, he had looked for her on the VIP floor, but Xiao Xiao said Ye Yan had taken a leave of absence, and he had no idea where she was.

He had been calling her phone persistently; there was a signal, but no one answered.

Chai Chen was frantic with worry, he had gone to Ye Yan’s house, found no one, and could only drive through the streets, hoping for a stroke of luck.

Until he received her call, knowing she was safe.

"Chai Chen, could you do me a favor and drive my car back?" she asked.

Her car was still parked outside the tennis court’s parking lot, and most importantly, it contained the evidence that Jia Qing had risked her life to obtain.

To send Li Jin to jail, that evidence was crucial.

"You don’t have to be so formal with me," Chai Chen exhaled slowly, "I’ll head there now, wait for me."

After hanging up, Ye Yan’s ears echoed with Fu Xingzhou’s words from before: "Have we reached the point where we need to be polite with each other?"

She silently stared at her phone.

In the call log, the most recent entry was "Husband."

In a moment of danger, it was his number she had instinctively dialed.

And why she had never gotten around to updating the note in her phone, or simply deleting his contact.

That question, she probably knew best.

She had thought she would never use that number, so she let it quietly lie in some corner.

But bonds are like silk, endlessly tugging.

The gears of fate turn round and round.

Half an hour later, Chai Chen called.

"Ye Yan, I’ve brought your car back; it’s parked in the hospital’s parking lot," Chai Chen’s voice was filled with urgency, "Your car window was smashed, do you need me to check if anything was stolen?"