Chapter 13 Mo Guihan, we are each other
After the doctor left, the man subconsciously walked to the bedside, looking at her peaceful face and long breathing, his frowning brows unconsciously relaxed, today because of Han Jiaren and ignored her, there are priorities, he chose to avoid the important this time, I have to say, today he really has no reason to be angry with Lin Nan.
Just in case, Mo Guihan didn't close his eyes almost all night, took her temperature several times in the middle of the night, changed the towel for her, and made sure that she really had a fever before taking a rest with confidence, and then it didn't take long for him to get up and change into a suit and go to the company.
He once said that whether he loves it or not, he will do his duty as a husband within his ability, but he has not done well enough in the past three years, and he has not even met her very often.
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Su Wanqiu slept for a long, long time, she felt dizzy, her whole body was very heavy, her eyelids couldn't be opened, she struggled for a long time before she opened a gap slightly, her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and she was uncomfortable with her hands because of the sudden bright light.
She's ...... How long have you been asleep?
Adapting to the light source outside, Su Wanqiu sat up with her arms propped up, looked at the head of the bed that had not changed in the slightest, and the loss at the bottom of her eyes was clearly visible.
Last night...... He must be with her......
He took out a loose plain lace loungewear from the closet and put it on, and his long black hair was gently tied up with a headband, and he tied a ponytail at random.
The doorbell rang a few times just now, indicating that there was a letter package that needed to be checked, and Su Wanqiu opened the unchecked information on her mobile phone while walking out of the door, which was sent by Lin Nan, reminding her to pay attention to rest and take medicine on time.
He is always so caring, in the past three years of marriage, how obsessed she is with Mo Guihan, he is as obsessed with himself.
When Su Wanqiu opened the door, there was no one at the door, and there was no package on the ground, she subconsciously glanced at the mailbox hanging on the wall, and then took out the key to open it.
A leather document bag fell out of the wooden mailbox, Su Wanqiu glanced at the name displayed on it, and hesitated for a moment after discovering that it was herself, but she still couldn't help but be curious and reached out to open it.
The thick stack of documents in the file bag, almost all of them are photos, Su Wanqiu casually threw the file bag into the trash when she walked to the living room, but when her eyes fell on the first photo, she couldn't walk anymore.
In the photo, Han Jiaren is wearing sexy silk pajamas, her arms are tightly hugging the man's sturdy waist, although there is only one back in the photo, she can still clearly identify the man as Mo Guihan, whether it is from his suit brand...... Or is it the expensive watch he has in his hand...... She could even tell just by seeing his slightly curled fingertips......
Legs were weak, Su Wanqiu fell directly on the cold floor, those photos fell one by one, messily laid out in front of him, Mo Guihan looked at Han Jiaren's eyes seemed to be watery, tenderly almost drowning people, he would hug her back when she hugged him, and he would be on call because of an inconsequential fright, and he could even really ignore her life or death......
In that case, what is she still deceiving herself? is still lying to himself, hoping that one day he can really have a little affection for her......
Click!
The door of the living room suddenly sounded, and Su Wanqiu sat motionless on the ground, at this time, he shouldn't have come back...... Even if he came back, she would have nothing to shy away from, after all, these photos were sent by others on their own initiative.
A pair of leather shoes came into view, Su Wanqiu raised her eyes slightly and saw the man bending down to change shoes at the entrance, Mo Guihan was carrying hot porridge and a bag of medicine in his hand, and walked over slowly, looking at her with a calm expression.
"How do you sit on the ground?"
Su Wanqiu didn't speak, but her sharp eyes didn't back down, and she looked at him with a little mockery.
Mo Guihan frowned, put the things in his hand on the table, and was just about to go to the kitchen to get the tableware to serve porridge when he heard her voice sneering from behind.
"Don't you have to go to accompany your big queen today? Why did you come back so early? ”
The man's footsteps stopped because of this sentence, because her tone couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything when he thought of her being sick, he just walked to her side, picked her up and put her on the sofa, and his eyes fell on the photo of the soles of his feet coolly, and then the black pupils suddenly tightened.
"Where did these pictures come from?"
His voice was a little cold, but Su Wanqiu didn't care, just chuckled, quite a sense of self-abandonment.
"What? Do you care? Or will Mr. Mo still be weak in front of me, the so-called Mrs. Mo? Since you and I are just playing on the spot, there is no need for it, so why pretend to come back so early to pretend to be a virtuous man? ”
"Su Wanqiu! You don't want to make an inch!! ”
Mo Guihan clenched his fists and roared, his brows frowned tightly, his eyes burned with anger, she had also mocked him like this before, but no matter which time she didn't say it so badly, so she really him off just now.
He specially postponed a meeting today and got off work early, just because he was worried about her illness, but he didn't expect everything he did to be so unbearable in her eyes.
"Do you think I'm going to have to make an inch?" Su Wanqiu sneered, her black and white eyes were ethereal and dead, and she mocked, "That's good, since I finally can't act, let's divorce, you don't let me feel better, why should I become a victim to fulfill you?" Mo Guihan, you ask yourself, what point have you fulfilled the responsibilities of a husband in the past three years?! ”
Her last sentence almost roared, the man looked at her with red eyes, the back of his hand clenched into a fist jumped violently, and Bo said angrily, "Su Wanqiu, don't be unreasonable, and don't always threaten me with divorce, you say that I didn't fulfill my responsibilities, so what about you?" As Mrs. Mo, is it appropriate to be so close to the man surnamed Lin? ”
Su Wanqiu sneered, the corners of her lips were extremely bitter, the corners of her eyes were shining with a crystal luster, and she opened her mouth gently.
"Mo Guihan, we are each other."
As she spoke, she suddenly got up, threw all the porridge and medicine he had just brought back into the trash, and then went upstairs without looking back, and said indifferently, "Tomorrow I will draw up a divorce agreement, you don't need to do anything, you just need to sign." ”
"You dare!"
Mo Guihan grabbed her weak wrist, and the dark owl's eyes looked at her viciously.
Su Wanqiu's little face tilted slightly, and she chuckled, "What?" Don't want to leave? If you don't leave, will you love me? ”
After she finished speaking, she smiled to herself, with indescribable hopelessness and sadness in her eyes, "Mo Guihan, are you willing to let go of that woman?" ”
The man was stunned by her question, his eyes sank suddenly, and he only spoke hoarsely for a while, "Su Wanqiu, no one can replace the position of the beauty, and you don't have to be delusional." ”
Delusion? Of course, she knew that she was delusional, and it was because of this that she wanted to end this ridiculous marriage.
Su Wanqiu didn't speak, just hooked her lips, then gently shook off the man's big hand holding her wrist, and walked upstairs step by step, her back weak and desolate.