Han Xue blinked her eyes hard and forced the tears that were swirling in her eyes back.
She looked at the man who used to be hers and only said after a short pause, “Ah Hao, I know you hate me…”
She said softly and she sounded a little emotional when she said the words ‘Ah Hao’.
This has once been her pet name for him and he would also affectionately call her ‘Xiao Xue’.
Ye Hao frowned and he seemed a little annoyed at how affectionate this woman was.
Han Xue continued, “I was young and foolish back then and didn’t treasure our relationship. This was my fault but I want you to know that I’ve never forgotten about you. Although you were ignoring me for so many years, i would still send you an email from time to time despite knowing that you would not respond.”
Han Xue spoke about all the suffering that she had been through, as though she had been the victim from the very beginning.
Ye Hao didn’t even look at her.
“Miss Han, please don’t bring up the past anymore,” he snapped back. He was annoyed by the mention of the past and moreover, there wasn’t any use in dredging these past matters up.
All these seemed to have taken place in his past life.
Han Xue did not feel the same way, so she continued to speak, “I’ve already tried telling you many times; nothing happened between Ye Yi and I but you had always refused to believe me.”
Ye Hao did not even want to face her when she looked at him that way and turned away in irritation. He pointed at the door and coldly said, “Miss Han, please get out if you insist on talking about such meaningless matters. I don’t have the patience to listen to you prattle on about matters that I don’t ever wish to recall.”
Han Xue froze in shock and felt as though a knife had been plunged into her heart. She felt as though her heart would bleed, especially when he addressed her at Miss Han.
She sighed and her crystalline tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.
Xiao Yu couldn’t understand what his parents were saying but he anxiously stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears from her eyes when he saw that she was crying.
“Ma ma, don’t cry,” Xiao Yu said softly. Then, he lay quietly in her arms.
Han Xue paused for a moment and when she next looked at up at Ye Hao, her eyes were no longer filled with regret but they were filled with an indescribable plea.
“Ye Hao, I promise I won’t bring up the past anymore but Xiao Yu…” Han Xue said as she pointed at her child. “Please take a good look at him. He is your child. It doesn’t matter if you hate me but please don’t take your anger out on him. He’s still so young and needs the love of his father. He would be elated even if you show him the slightest bit of attention,” she said. Then, she carried the child to Ye Hao and placed him on his lap.
Ye Hao was speechless.
He didn’t expect her to pull such a stunt, so he merely froze when he found the child in his arms and a flash of hesitation crossed his face.
Xiao Yu shrank inwards in fear.
“Dad…” he said softly. He wanted to hold his father’s clothes but he didn’t dare to, so his hand hung limply mid-air.
Ye Hao noticed his movements and Ye Hao felt his heart suddenly shift.
He looked at the child, a child who he had never once taken a good look at. This child had amber-colored eyes just like himself and his sharp nose seemed to take after him too.
Although his features weren’t an exact copy of his, there was an obvious resemblance. He would also find it hard to believe that he wasn’t related to this child.