Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 452 - 453: A man has tears but does not flick them lightly, only that he hasn’t reached the heartbreaking point yet.

Chapter 452: Chapter 453: A man has tears but does not flick them lightly, only that he hasn’t reached the heartbreaking point yet.

After Wang the witch had left, Yang Ming spoke in a hoarse voice, "Dad, everyone please go out. I want to be with her properly these few days."

"Ah, we’ll all leave, no one will disturb you," Yang’s father replied sadly, leading everyone out the door.

Once everyone had left, Yang Ming sat beside his wife. He felt a sense of desolation; despite the recent tumult, his wife remained unmoved, giving him the ominous feeling that she might never wake again.

He clenched his fists tightly and pounded the bed with all his might until his bitter emotions finally erupted.

Holding his wife, he began to weep bitterly, "Whoo-whoo."

It’s said that a man does not easily shed tears unless he is deeply hurt. At this moment, Yang Ming, holding his wife, released all his pent-up emotions.

His mind raced like a fast-moving slide show, reliving every moment with her.

In their wedding chamber, he had only caught a brief glimpse of her, not recognizing his wife in a sudden encounter in town.

When he learned she was pregnant, he had returned home to meet her.

Turns out the one who smiled back at him was his own wife. Although he didn’t show it, he was truly overjoyed.

He saw a different side of her.

He felt jealous that she spoke more with his younger brother than with him.

He was envious that the child was his brother’s and not his.

He felt sad because she had mentioned they were only a fake couple.

His heart felt sweetly warm when she professed her love for him in public.

Finally, the misunderstandings were cleared up. She didn’t have a child, yet she wanted to divorce him. He knew he had deeply fallen in love with her.

He thought of all the ways to prevent the divorce, elated when she finally said she wouldn’t go through with it.

He began making covert moves, secretly kissing his wife, secretly hugging her, hoping she would celebrate his birthday with him.

When they fought off the thugs together, his wife praised him excitedly for being so handsome. Although he didn’t understand the word, he knew she was complimenting him.

When everyone learned he was sweeping out latrines for others, his wife comforted him, telling him he hadn’t disgraced himself.

His wife said he was a fortunate man because he was the first to eat the dumpling with the copper coin.

His wife was a little money-grubber, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Silver.

His wife was a foodie, unable to move when she saw something delicious.

His wife was a shopaholic, buying lots and lots of things.

His wife was a fool because all her purchases were for her family, none for herself.

His wife had a warm heart; she agreed to help Li Fugui.

His wife was straightforward, always speaking her mind, never deceitful to anyone.

His wife was a talented little woman, knowledgeable in many curious and quirky things.

His wife’s singing was very melodious.

His wife always spoke sensibly.

His wife’s eyes were very expressive.

Her dimples were very cute.

Her pouting lips were enchanting.

He had always wanted to tell her she was the most beautiful in his heart.

Yang Ming’s tears flowed uncontrollably. He truly loved her deeply, truly couldn’t live without her, adored her laugh, her boldness, her shyness, everything about her.

Her words echoed continuously in his ears.

"Do you take this woman before you, to love her, be loyal to her, in poverty, illness, or disability, until death do you part?"

He did want that, marrying her was the happiest thing in his life. He thought, if she truly left this world, he would follow her.