After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 363 He’s just afraid he’ll go crazy

Mo Huainan's hand hanging on one side tightened suddenly.

"What do you want me to do...what kind of compensation do you want, just tell me."

Mo Huainan couldn't express his feelings. He only knew that he couldn't let Mu Jinhuan give up on him. As long as she opened her mouth and gave him a chance to make amends, he could do anything!

Mu Jinhuan sneered, "Why are you telling me this now? Mo Huainan, to be honest, I never investigated what happened back then because I always felt that the miscarriage was really an accident."

"So even though our marriage gradually disappeared in name only, and I was disappointed in you, I never blamed you for the miscarriage."

Her face was expressionless, and every word she spoke was heartbreaking, "At that time, I was just angry. I was angry that you suspected that I was falsely pregnant."

"I thought that since we have been together for so long, even if you don't like me, you shouldn't doubt my character."

Mu Jinhuan's voice was very light, like a stone in a clear spring, cold and firm.

"But Mo Huainan, you obviously investigated this matter from the beginning, but given your identity, you were actually deceived by your sister."

"Is it that you don't have the ability to find out the truth, or that you simply don't dare to know the truth and don't want to know the truth?"

Mu Jinhuan's words were deafening, and Mo Huainan was shocked. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

He did send someone to investigate, but because of his excessive trust in his mother and sister and his negligence, Mu Jinhuan suffered alone.

He had no way of refuting it.

Seeing Mo Huainan's silence, the corner of Mu Jinhuan's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc.

"Mo Huainan, I will leave my words here today. Mo Chuchu will not go back so easily. I will definitely make her pay the price for what she did for me."

Mo Huainan took a breath silently, and stared deeply at Mu Jinhuan. On that handsome face, the emotions could not be seen clearly, but it made people feel that he was extremely sad.

The distance between him and Mu Jinhuan was only two meters, but in fact they were far apart. He was so far away that he couldn't see Mu Jinhuan's pain, and his regret was not enough to make him go back to her.

He tried his best to control his hands that wanted to hold Mu Jinhuan tightly, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and he turned around silently.

He walked to the door, but stopped again.

"...My mother, I will arrange for her to go back to live in the old house. Grandpa will keep an eye on her. I will also send servants to keep an eye on her at all times so that she will not disturb you again."

Mu Jinhuan turned to him with an indifferent expression and ignored his words.

Mo Huainan endured the pain in his heart and finished the rest of his words.

"As for Chu Chu... whatever price you want her to pay, she should pay. After that, if... I mean if, you can let her live, I will arrange for her to go abroad and never let her appear in your presence again. before."

Mu Jinhuan walked towards the homeless platform with the cold coffee in hand, ignoring him at all.

Mo Huainan looked at her thin back, his throat was so blocked that he could no longer make any sound.

It's useless to say more now. When Mu Jinhuan sees his actions, maybe things will turn around...

"You, please pay attention to your health and take care of yourself."

After saying the last sentence, Mo Huainan turned around and strode away, fearing that if he walked slowly, he would not be able to help but look back at her.

After getting in the car, Lin Xiao looked at Mo Huainan's expression and asked cautiously: "Mr. Mo, are you going back to your old house?"

The bright sunshine shines through the window and shines on Mo Huainan's angular handsome face. His deep eyes are empty, as if his soul has been sucked away by something.

It was obviously an extremely handsome face, but at this moment, it was dull and lonely, like a delicate and cold doll.

"Go..." Mo Huainan spoke in a low voice. Halfway through his words, he turned to look in the direction of Mu Zhai.

Lin Xiao had the answer in his mind, and without disturbing Mo Huainan, he whispered to the driver about a place.

The car quickly drove to Jinglin Bay.

When driving into the garage, Mo Huainan opened his eyes.He seemed to have slept lightly for a while, but when he saw the familiar surroundings, he didn't say anything. He got out of the car in silence and entered the villa alone.

Just after entering the door, the housekeeper Yu Shu came out after hearing the sound and was very surprised to see Mo Huainan.

"Master, are you back?"

Mo Huainan looked at the familiar surroundings, and for a long time, he let out a sigh from his throat.

"Uncle Yu, let me take a rest. If you have nothing to do, don't come to me."

With his throat full of bitterness, Mo Huainan didn't say anything more and went straight upstairs.

This villa was where he and Mu Jinhuan lived, and it was decorated by Mu Jinhuan. At that time, she liked to do this kind of thing...

Mo Huainan's heart froze inexplicably. Maybe he just thought Mu Jinhuan liked to do this...

The familiar ornaments around him made him slow down. Entering the bedroom, Mo Huainan froze in place.

This is his and Mu Jinhuan's bedroom.

The water-red curtains beside the floor-to-ceiling windows were blown up by the wind, fluttering gently, and the familiar citrus aroma filled the room.

It was as if everything was still at the time when he and Mu Jinhuan were not separated.

Mo Huainan was stunned for a long time. The tie at the collar made him breathless. He walked into the cloakroom and planned to change into home clothes.

But when he opened the closet, he couldn't help but stop, and there was no color on his face.

The clothes in the wardrobe are still the same as before, neatly arranged according to material and season, with labels attached to the corners below, with familiar fonts indicating the outfit combinations.

Mo Huainan stared blankly, twitching his thin lips as if mocking himself for a long time, and weakly pulled off his tie.

His retribution came so late, like a dull knife cutting flesh, and he couldn't even express the pain.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Huainan took out some clothes and changed, but he could no longer stay in this room full of Mu Jinhuan's atmosphere.

If he stayed any longer, he would probably go crazy.

Because he didn't like it, Mu Jinhuan rarely set foot in the study.

He went to the study to work and opened the door. The things here were all purchased by him and not by Mu Jinhuan.

Mo Huainan breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down at the desk.

The citrus incense placed in the corner of the shelf has probably not been changed for a long time, and it is so light that you can hardly smell it.

The study room, which no one had been to for a long time, was a bit dry. He raised his hand back to touch the humidifier at the back and turned it on. A moist mist steamed up behind him.

Mo Huainan casually picked up the book on the table, but his hand suddenly stopped in the air halfway.

Mu Jinhuan cleaned his study and bedroom.

Yes, Mu Jinhuan knows many of his little habits.

Mo Huainan doesn't like to be dry, but he also doesn't like to put the humidifier close to him, so Mu Jinhuan always puts the humidifier farther away from him.

Even Uncle Yu didn't know about this.

Mo Huainan rested his elbows on the table, pinched his throbbing temples with both hands, and raised a self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth.

His habits hadn't changed, and most of the things in the house hadn't changed.

It’s just people who have changed.

(End of this chapter)