She wanted to gently pry open his fingers, but Kangkang felt her movements, and in his sleep, he struggled and cried with grievance, "Mom, don’t go... I want Mom..."
An Ruo’s actions halted, and she ultimately still hurt the child’s heart, making him anxious and afraid that she would leave him.
Her heart ached, but hurting Kangkang had already become an unavoidable reality.
Tang Yuchen’s eyes were deep, and he stood behind her, speaking softly, "An Ruo, Kangkang is our child. What he needs is a complete family. Can’t you really accept me again for the sake of our child?"
An Ruowei slightly lowered her gaze without answering his question.
The man sat beside her, laid his head gently on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I know you have suffered a lot these years. I’ve hurt you too deeply. You’re afraid to accept me because you fear being hurt by me again, right? I swear, I will never hurt you again, never. If I hurt you again, punish me with thunder and lightning from the heavens."
This was the first time he had made such a vow in front of her. Perhaps if he had said these words before, she would have been very moved. But after too much pain, she was no longer that naive woman who could be easily swayed by a few sweet nothings.
What she wanted was no longer mutual affection but a plain and stable life...
This was a life Tang Yuchen couldn’t give her...
His status and position in life meant that his life would never be ordinary. Following him, there would inevitably be other issues in the future. High society was not a place she could marry into.
An Ruo gently pulled away Kangkang’s hand, tucked him in, and then straightened up to face him, "It’s getting late; I should go."
"An Ruo..." The man reached out, trying to grasp her hand, but she quickly avoided it.
"Tang Yuchen, to me, you are nothing more than Kangkang’s father. Please have some self-respect," she said without looking at his pained expression, resolutely walking toward the door.
Tang Yuchen was stunned for a moment, but quickly got up to follow her out.
After closing Kangkang’s bedroom door, he suddenly spoke from behind her, "Don’t you want to know what I’ve been doing these past few months?"
An Ruo stopped in her tracks, and he added, "Actually, more than a week ago, I intended to bring Kangkang back, but on the day we were leaving Country A, we almost had an accident, which delayed our return. If I could have made it back in time, I would surely have stopped you from getting engaged to Mo Hua. But an incident had to happen on that day. I don’t know if it’s fate playing tricks on us. Even if heaven doesn’t want me to be with you, I will not give up on you. An Ruo, I don’t believe in fate; I only believe in myself. I also deeply believe that you belong to me, forever and only to me."
"You said you almost had an accident, what exactly happened?" An Ruo turned and asked him, feeling a twinge of fear at the thought of Kangkang being with him and the near mishap.
Tang Yuchen walked past her and down the stairs, "Let’s sit and talk. This is not something that can be explained in a moment."
An Ruo hesitated for a moment, but still followed him downstairs.
At Tang Yuchen’s gesture, the servants withdrew, leaving just the two of them in the living room.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked her.
"I don’t want anything."
Tang Yuchen stood up to pour himself a glass of red wine and poured her a glass of water.
"What exactly happened, tell me quickly," she urged him, a little anxiously.