Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 266 - 257 His Everything

Chapter 266: Chapter 257 His Everything

Late night, in the neighborhood where Fan Yue and Cui Pei once lived.

A car slowly stopped downstairs, and someone got out and entered the elevator.

The elevator reached the floor where Fan Yue’s home was located, and the visitor habitually tried to press his fingerprint. The door lock did not react, so he dejectedly pounded on the door.

The fingerprint was already canceled, and the key had already been returned to Fan Yue; this home’s door, he could never enter again...

He had no choice but to knock, "Yueyue, Yueyue open the door. Yueyue, I’m back, give me a chance..."

No one responded.

Was she asleep? Or deliberately refusing to open the door?

He took out his phone to call Fan Yue; it was a new number, the old one had already been switched off and not used. When Fan Yue saw his number, she wouldn’t answer the phone, and besides, he didn’t want to or dare to use the old number.

Fan Yue’s phone was also off.

He frowned; she didn’t have the habit of turning off her phone. As a journalist, even an entertainment journalist, she was on standby 24 hours a day.

He didn’t want to leave.

On the other side of the door was everything to him, or rather, what he thought was everything to him.

The hallway light had already turned off automatically. He leaned against the door, messaging Fan Yue in the dark, "Honey, why don’t you believe me? In my heart, I’ve only ever loved you. Everything I’ve done was for a better future for us. How could I fall for someone like her, that spoiled brat? Think about it calmly. All those happy days we’ve had, have you forgotten them? Can you bear to? Even if you can, I can’t bear to part with you, my darling, without you, what’s the point of everything? Honey, I know you’re angry; you can be mad, hit me, scold me, but no matter what you do, I won’t leave you. Even though we’re already divorced, I’m still yours, and you’re my only love. I won’t leave you, never will. Honey, I love you."

He didn’t know how many such messages he’d sent during this time, but Fan Yue had never replied to him. Yet he felt he couldn’t just let it go like this, couldn’t just give up on Fan Yue; he couldn’t do it. He thought Fan Yue was just momentarily angry, and as long as he coaxed her patiently, his Yueyue would surely forgive him and come back to him, just like when she occasionally got mad at him; he would coax her a bit, and she’d laugh. Only this time, the coaxing would take longer; after all, this was unlike any previous instance of anger.

The corridor was a bit chilly in winter, but he didn’t want to leave. Where could he go? Stay at a hotel? Without his wife, nowhere felt comfortable, nowhere felt like home.

Suddenly he remembered how many nights Yueyue would complain while holding him, wondering why there were so many engagements at night recently; she didn’t want him to leave. In those moments, all he thought about was hurrying out...

He knew they had a deep emotional foundation, which is why Fan Yue completely trusted him, yet he overlooked Yueyue’s professional sensitivity. He hadn’t anticipated that Yueyue would follow him that night, all the way to the bar.

Just as he was kissing Su Rongxing, a glass of wine was poured over him and Su Rongxing’s face.

When he saw his wife, at that moment, he felt like he was struck by lightning. The first thing he did was try to embrace Yueyue; it was a subconscious move, resulting in Yueyue slapping him across the face.

He thought, Yueyue must be furious, right? Standing there, breathless, unable to utter a word.

At this point, Su Rongxing stood up, despite her face being covered in liquid, still carrying her typical heiress arrogance and pushiness, "Cui Pei, great, your wife’s here. You don’t have to find time to talk to her now; make it clear right now: stay with her or divorce her and be with me, it’s your choice! But remember, if you walk out with her, never show your face to me again."

At that moment, he saw Yueyue stagger, taking a step back.

Yueyue was in so much pain, his heart felt like it was being cut to pieces, but Su Rongxing was glaring at him aggressively...

Back then, he thought, he could still coax Yueyue once they got home, after all, she was his wife, but if he offended Su Rongxing, there would be no turning back...

So, what he said to Yueyue was, "Honey, I’m sorry..."

Yueyue’s gaze at him was as if she’d seen a ghost. No, seeing a ghost would only make her scared, but her eyes were filled with more than just fear; there was also despair.

"Honey..." His heart shattered, trying to reach out to grab her hand.

But Su Rongxing sneered just then, "Still calling her honey? Since you’ve chosen to apologize, she won’t be your wife for long!"

After those words, Yueyue turned and ran; he even saw that when she turned away, her face was sparkling with tears...

Rousing himself to deal with Su Rongxing, whatever he said or did afterwards, he had no idea; his entire heart had been taken away with Yueyue...

Sending Su Rongxing away, the first thing he did was drive home frantically, to find Yueyue sitting in the dark, hugging her knees.

"Honey..." He rushed over, tightly embracing her, apologizing, "Honey, you must believe me, Su Rongxing and I were just playacting, in my heart, there’s only you, I only love you, you must believe me, don’t be sad, let’s not cry..."

He said a lot of sweet words, but Yueyue just sat there in a daze, unresponsive, without even looking at him.

"Honey? Honey?" He was scared, holding and shaking her shoulders.

She still didn’t respond.

"Honey? Don’t scare me? It’s all my fault..." He embraced her and kissed her lips.

However, just as he touched them, she suddenly pushed him away and rushed into the bathroom to vomit.

He followed, deeply worried, "Honey, are you... unwell, or..." A flash of an impossible thought crossed his mind, "Or pregnant?"

She lifted her head, her gaze finally landing on his face, but within it, there was no longer the warmth or tenderness he was used to; there was only indifference, and even resentment, her tone chilling, "No, I’m just disgusted."

He immediately understood; she meant she was revolted by him kissing her after having kissed Su Rongxing...

"Yueyue, listen to me..." He wanted to explain.

"Tomorrow I happen to be free, let’s go through it," Fan Yue interrupted him.

He still didn’t understand, "Go through what?"

She wiped her face and walked out of the bathroom, "The divorce!"

His wife was actually a decisive and fiery-tempered person; he knew that, otherwise, she wouldn’t have smashed someone’s Bentley not long ago, but he didn’t expect her to be this decisive, making such a resolution in just a few hours.

For a moment, he was even quite angry, as if the feelings between him and her weren’t worth her holding onto?

"Mr. Cui? Why are you squatting at the door? Did you forget your keys?" A neighbor, returning late, saw him and asked.

He hastily stood up, responding awkwardly, "Yes, uh, my wife hasn’t come back yet, I... can’t remember the password... the fingerprint... I forgot to record it in the first place..."

"Oh, then come wait at our house," the neighbor kindly smiled, "It’s too cold sitting by the door in winter."

His eyes became warm with tears, even the neighbor cared whether he was cold or not, did Yueyue still care whether he was cold?