Noble Marriage
Chapter 662 His Loss of Composure

Chapter 662: Chapter 662 His Loss of Composure

And he hid it from me, not telling me that you had called him.

At that moment, I knew that you had developed feelings for Qiao Yiyang...

Xinlan, tell me, was it that I didn’t do enough, wasn’t good enough, or where did I go wrong?

Why did you fall in love with another man, why don’t you love me anymore..."

Lin Xinlan’s breath hitched, too shocked to speak.

She looked at Rong Shaoze, her whole body aching painfully cell by cell.

So this was what he thought, he had always believed she had fallen for Qiao Yiyang, and he had constantly been suppressing his pain and anxiety.

He had misunderstood her, yet she had no excuse to explain it to him.

Perhaps he was very heartbroken, in great distress now.

But this was only temporary.

When she became old and repulsive, when she was nothing but skin and bones, perhaps he would be grateful for her cutting off the relationship now.

I’m sorry, Rong Shaoze, I really am very sorry.

Lin Xinlan kept apologizing to him in her heart, she took a deep breath and asked softly, "What do you plan to do with me then? Break up with me?"

Rong Shaoze suddenly staggered backward, missed his step, and almost fell down the stairs; fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed the railing, stabilizing his awkward body.

He held on to the handrail tightly, trying several times with force before he was able to stand steady again.

His face had turned whiter than white.

Seeing his distress, Lin Xinlan abruptly turned away, tears cascading down, her heart wrenching.

"You admit...you have feelings for him... don’t you?" Rong Shaoze asked, his voice hoarse and trembling.

Lin Xinlan closed her eyes, not speaking.

This was taken as an affirmation...

Rong Shaoze, too, fell silent. Both stood facing each other for a long, long time, probably about an hour, before the man awkwardly turned and hastily fled the villa.

As soon as he left, Lin Xinlan collapsed on the floor, hugging herself tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her heart shattered into pieces on the floor, as if no matter how you tried to put it back together, it could never be whole again...

Lin Xinlan cried for a long time when suddenly she heard footsteps approaching; someone was walking towards her.

Thinking it was Rong Shaoze, she abruptly lifted her head, meeting the cold expression of Mother Rong.

"You’ve really fallen for that Qiao man, haven’t you? My son loves you so much, treats you so well, yet you still betrayed him." Her voice was indifferent, barely accusing, but Lin Xinlan knew she was being blamed.

For she had hurt Rong Shaoze.

Standing up, she wiped away her tears and could only say softly to her: "I’m sorry, ma’am."

"The person you should be sorry to isn’t me, it’s my son. Even if you apologize to him, you can’t make up for the pain you’ve caused him. Lin Xinlan, you’re well aware of how much Shaoze has given for you, and what you owe him, you can’t repay in a lifetime," said Mother Rong coldly.

Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes and said softly, "I know."

"If you really don’t love him anymore, let him give up sooner. I don’t want his time wasted on just you."

"..." This time, she didn’t speak.

To make Rong Shaoze give up on her, she really couldn’t do it.

Only if she knew she was beyond saving would she be able to take such a step.

Lin Xinlan mocked herself inwardly, she really was a selfish woman.

Even if it meant Rong Shaoze suffered, she couldn’t bear to let go of him.

There was no helping it, she really couldn’t fully let go, even if both of them were miserable, she still couldn’t let go...