Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhuang Nainai was nearing the door of the room when someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. Then, her body twirled into Si Zhengting’s embrace.
She was about to react when she heard him say, “Nainai, I’m sorry.”
Zhuang Nainai quailed in shock.
Sorry?
She raised her head in disbelief and saw that his jaw was clenched tightly. His dark eyes were full of guilt and apology.
She was so shocked that she was frozen on the spot.
She suddenly felt all her grievances and all her stifled emotions disappearing at those words.
All this while, she had tried hard to prove her own innocence and to convince him to believe her. However, she had never thought that he would personally apologize to her.
After all, he was such a haughty person.
At this moment, this apology caused all her suppressed emotions to erupt!
She angrily punched Si Zhengting in the chest. “What are you doing? You b*stard! What gives you the right to bully me?! You were so much cuter in high school! Boohoo, you scoundrel! You didn’t believe me…”
Zhuang Nainai’s tears streamed down her face.
And that man stood in front of her, silently accepting whatever she saw fit to dole out.
But after a while, Zhuang Nainai couldn’t bring herself to hit him any longer. She pushed him away and squatted on the ground, covering her face with her hands.
Hot tears seeped through her fingers. She choked on her tears, crying over her lost youth and her problematic marriage.
The pain brought about by misunderstandings lingered deep in her heart. His lack of faith in her would leave many deep scars in her heart.
Furthermore… the biggest problem between them still remained unspoken and unresolved.
After this matter regarding the design drafts, he had made no mention of the matter regarding his mother. Was it because he still didn’t trust her?
As she contemplated this, she felt utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.
She felt as though she was out of tears after so much crying, and she could only continue to sob without actually shedding tears. Suddenly, her body felt warm. She looked up and found that he was wearing a sleeping robe and was holding a blanket in his hands. He was draping it over her.
The anger in her heart caused her to reach out and rip the blanket off of her, then throwing it onto the ground.
He patiently bent over, picked up the blanket, and draped it over her.
After she angrily pushed it away, he silently and patiently draped it over her shoulders.
This cycle continued for a while. Her nasty temper was finally quelled by his torturous patience.
She took a deep breath and finally stood up.
Si Zhengting was gazing at her.
After a while, Zhuang Nainai said, “Si Zhengting…”
“Yes.” He sounded anxious and urgent, waiting for her reply eagerly.
Zhuang Nainai said, “Si Zhengting, I think that we aren’t compatible with each other.”
Her words caused his heart to clench tightly. Even though he was impatient and anxious, he seemed calm and ambivalent on the surface whilst waiting for her to continue speaking.
Zhuang Nainai’s words caused him to feel as though his heart was slowly being ripped apart.
She knew that she wouldn’t be able to bear to leave him. She had liked him for three years, and in the subsequent five years, her feelings for him had only grown stronger. These strong feelings had only intensified over the years, and now she felt a boundless, all-encompassing love for him.
However, both parties had to be equal in a marriage.
The pre-requisite for any marriage was trust between husband and wife.
Mother had told her a long time ago that one had to choose a path that was most suitable for themselves, no matter the circumstances — a path that one could comfortably tread on in the years to come.