Xinlan, I deeply regret letting Qiao Yiyang take you away. If I could turn back time, I would stay by your side every day, watch over you, and never give him a chance to exploit!
Suddenly, I think that just letting him die is too easy for him, I should catch him and torture him slowly, making him die painfully while still alive!"
The brutality in his tone was too intense.
Lin Xinlan was horrified and afraid that he would do something drastic.
"Rong Shaoze, enough!" She pushed him away forcefully, her face cold, her voice merciless, "I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Right now, I’m asking you if you want to sleep in separate rooms. If you don’t agree, I’ll move out! If you think imprisoning me, torturing me will keep me, then try it!"
Rong Shaoze staggered backward shock.
In his eyes, there was indissoluble shock and a heartbreaking pain.
Clenching his fists tightly, his thin lips pressed into a line, his dark pupils locked on her, he kept silent.
Lin Xinlan met his gaze with a defiant expression, her demeanor cold.
The two stared at each other, neither speaking.
Rong Shaoze knew what the consequences of forcing her would be.
He had forced her before and had deeply hurt her.
Perhaps he was lucky that she had not held it against him too much, had forgiven him, and even fallen in love with him.
But could a second time of coercion and hurt bring her forgiveness and love again?
If he repeated his past actions, he would only push her further away.
He didn’t want to make that foolish mistake.
But if he didn’t, how could he keep her?
Rong Shaoze clenched his fist; his heart felt like it was being torn apart.
Today, even begging, with his dignity aside, did not move her; his heart was in pain and felt powerless.
If he could exchange everything he owned for her love, he would not hesitate.
But she didn’t want any of it.
No wonder the Buddhist scriptures say that there are seven sufferings in life, and one of them is the suffering of not getting what one seeks.
Now, he was seeking but not getting, and the suffering of not obtaining was truly painful.
In pain, he closed his eyes and fell silent for a while; then he slowly opened them, his eyes as dark as ink.
"... Fine, we’ll sleep in separate rooms," he said with difficulty.
Lin Xinlan opened her mouth slightly, her voice hoarse, "Thank you..."
She knew she was cruelly pushing Rong Shaoze further away, step by step.
The pain in her heart was even greater than Rong Shaoze’s.
Because she was taking the initiative, it not only required a lot of courage but also overcoming immense pain.
"Don’t thank me... I’ve said before, we don’t need to be polite with each other..." Rong Shaoze said lowly, not looking at her any longer. He lowered his gaze and walked past her, striding away.
He couldn’t continue facing her. He had to go outside for fresh air, he had to vent the pain in his heart.
Otherwise, he would surely regret agreeing to her request, and might even do something he would regret.
Lin Xinlan stood alone in the living room; as Rong Shaoze left, she felt as if her heart had been taken away with him.
She hated the Heavens for toying with them .
Couldn’t they just live a simple and happy life?
From that night on, Lin Xinlan and Rong Shaoze began sleeping in separate rooms.
Rong Shaoze took the initiative to move out of the master bedroom into the study.
Lin Xinlan didn’t say anything and silently accepted the arrangement.
After learning about it, Rong’s mother showed her even less kindness and secretly urged Rong Shaoze to give up on Lin Xinlan. She suggested he break up with her and stop being together.