How could she utter such an intimate term as "husband"?
Even if she were to call him that, it would have to be after falling in love, to naturally say it. Moreover, between them, there were unbearable memories of the past.
His request was really too much for her to bear.
An Ruo gripped the armrests of the wheelchair, remaining silent without speaking.
Tang Yuchen glared, relentless, "Hurry up and call me, we’ve been married for almost half a year now, have you ever called me husband?"
"Are we even husband and wife?" she couldn’t help but retort.
The man’s face darkened as he said, "How are we not! An Ruo, in fact, the person who has always denied us as husband and wife is you. I have never said that I do not recognize you as my wife."
"If I am your wife, why did you treat me like that before?" An Ruo couldn’t help but counter.
"How did I treat you? As my wife, you do not fulfill your marital duties; you contradict me in everything; the way I treated you was all your fault!"
Yes, forcing himself on her without her consent, making love to another woman in their bridal room on their wedding night right in front of her—all these were her fault.
Didn’t he know, the two mistakes he made were fatal in the eyes of a woman?
The shadows in her heart had not yet dissipated, how could she accept him without any grudges and live peacefully with him?
Now that their relationship had finally improved somewhat, why didn’t he continue to maintain it, why did he make her remember the past?
An Ruo couldn’t help but sneer coldly, "Tang Yuchen, there’s simply no way for us to live peacefully together. You will never fall in love with me, and I will not fall in love with you either. So, let’s divorce sooner rather than later."
Having said that, she pushed her wheelchair toward the bedroom.
"Clang—" Suddenly, the sound of bowls and dishes shattering on the floor came from behind.
An Ruo stopped, knowing without looking that he had swept the plates on the table onto the floor.
Tang Yuchen vented for a moment and then looked at her coldly, his voice chilling, "An Ruo, I’m already being good to you; don’t fail to appreciate it!"
Out of his six wives, he had been quite tolerant with her.
What more did she want?
An Ruo turned around, offering a faint smile, "When you wanted to torment me, you did. Did you care about my feelings then? Now that you are kinder to me, must I accept you? Who decided that if you are good to me, I must accept you?"
Tang Yuchen clenched his jaw, rage coursing through his entire body.
An Ruo gave him a cold glance and turned back to the bedroom without another word.
She closed the door, shut her eyes, and took a weary breath.
Admit it, there could never be any affection between her and him.
All the harmony was just a facade; there was no real connection between them.
She thought he had truly started to treat her well, but she was mistaken; it was just that the conflicts between them had not yet surfaced.
The so-called good will was like thin ice on the surface of the sea, liable to melt away with the slightest carelessness.
So be it, better to face reality sooner and extricate herself while she still could...
Tang Yuchen didn’t come back that night, and An Ruo also took a long time to fall asleep.
The next day after breakfast, An Ruo turned on the TV, only to see this news.
The Tang Family successfully acquired the An family, finally obtaining the An family’s coveted industry—the automotive parts supply chain.
The host said that the Tang Family was involved in multiple sectors of commerce and the acquisition of the An family signified a significant step for the Tang Family into the automotive industry.
This was of great leap-forward significance for the development of the Tang Family.