The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 418 Forgive Her

His attitude of bowing his head just now was just to calm things down, but at this moment he seemed to really feel that he was wrong, and his expression began to feel unconfident: "Lingling, I understand what you said, I just think that not hating him too much will make you happier .”

"Don't think about it." I said, "This is my business. You have no right to 'think' about me."

He had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry."

"Don't say I'm sorry, just remember to shut up in the future." I said: "If the heir is really me, then I need you very much. Similarly, I will not let you work in vain. You can count me, and I will win or lose." Acceptable. Because in my heart, we are no longer husband and wife, but just partners of interests. I will not talk about love with you, and you don’t have to tell me. It is also because of this, you don’t want to interfere in my private affairs, and neither do you. Yes. I will do my best to restrain myself in the future, and I will not complain about your family to you again, and please stop accusing me of my private affairs."

He completely understood this, and his face showed sadness, "Lingling, I have no malicious intentions."

"I don't care." I said, "This is my private matter. You have no right to participate in it. It has nothing to do with whether you have any malicious intentions. The only reason is that I don't care about you anymore, and I just can't get a divorce."

He stopped talking and just looked at me like that.

I could totally see that he was making no effort to hide his sadness at hearing that.

I have never been a strong person, and I have been led by these people all my life, but this is wrong, people who have no position cannot get happiness.I always sympathize with others and think about them, but I can't be "great" willingly, and I make myself look like a bitter woman, who can be blamed?Of course I blame myself.

The bed in this room is a double bed. Judging by Su Yiming's posture, it seems that he doesn't intend to separate us.Of course, Fanyin and I appeared to be loving each other, so there is no reason to sleep in separate rooms.

So I didn't chase him away, and operated the wheelchair to rummage around the bookshelves.There were still no good books, and after a while, Fan Yin also came, took a book from a high place, and handed it over.

I took it over, and it was a cloth book that Nian Nian had no longer read.

I was a little puzzled and looked at him.He answered knowingly, "Only this is what you like."

I didn't speak, just opened it.I haven't seen this book, probably because it is placed too high, and even Fan Yin has to be on tiptoe to get it.Its appearance is not very obvious, not the colorful color commonly used by children, but a very dull dark green.

When I opened it, the inside was also very old, and the patterns were just fruits, the kind for children of one or two years old.

I finished flipping in two strokes and had nothing to do again.

Fanyin was looking for the book he wanted to read, he looked like he liked it very much, he had already walked out of the disappointment I just reprimanded him, his eyes were shining brightly.

I didn't bother him, put the cloth book into the gap of the wheelchair, and went inside.

The bedroom is also connected to a terrace, where you can sit and drink tea, and occasionally birds that are not afraid of people come over.But in the past, I needed to go up steps, so I couldn't go there, so I could only lean on a wheelchair to see the exterior.

The scenery is naturally quite pleasant, and of course it can greatly improve my mood.After sitting like this for an indeterminate amount of time, I felt much calmer and opened the book again, thinking that I had never seen anything related to children in this house.Toys, early education books, fairy tales... none of them, this is the only one.The servants certainly don't put their things in my bookshelf.

Since I came in, I have never asked about his illness, and no one has told me about it. Frankly speaking, I am actually a little concerned, but Fanyin keeps advising me like that, which makes me very rebellious and I don’t want to be hit by his words.It's quiet now and I'm holding the book and I can't stop thinking about the last time he said to me on the phone.He said he also took care of me, but I don't remember.

When I think about it, I can't help feeling sad again.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside, and before we could answer, there was the sound of running outside.

Fanyin went out immediately, and I hurried over too.When she saw the person coming, she had already been hugged by Fanyin, the two of them kissed me and I kissed you, they seemed very close.

I saw that they didn't see me for a while, so I didn't go there, just looking at them here.

It’s only been a few months since I’ve seen each other, Niannian is obviously taller, her hair has grown, she has two delicate braids, and she wears a flower clip on her head, matching her flower skirt, like a girl walking out of the forest Elf.

I looked at her lovely face, most of the grievances I had not long ago disappeared inexplicably, and I couldn't help but feel guilty: I am such a failed mother. I clearly wanted to make my child happy, but I also care about her stand up.Even she can't tolerate it, I really should see a psychiatrist.

Just thinking like this, Fanyin let go of her, and Niannian looked up at me, as if she wanted to run over, but with a timid expression, she looked at Fanyin.

Fanyin smiled and whispered something in her ear, and she pouted.Fanyin pinched her face, took her hand and led her over, and said to her, "Speak."

Nian Nian still pouted, looked at me, then looked up at Fanyin.

"Say it." Fanyin said to her, "Didn't you talk to Dad last time?"

She remained silent, drooping her head.

I asked, "What did you ask her to say?"

"She wanted to apologize to you." He said with a smile, "but she didn't dare."

I asked, "For what?"

Fanyin said, "It was last time..."

"I didn't ask you." I said to Niannian: "Tell Mom, what do you want to apologize to me for?"

She looked up, looked at me, and twirled her fingers, as if terrified.

"Is it because you told your father about your mother and Uncle Pu?" I asked, "You want to apologize for this?"

She finally opened her mouth, but it was also very difficult: "Yes."

I didn't speak.

After a while, she opened her mouth in a small voice: "Mom, I know I was wrong, I'm sorry, don't want me."

I said, "Mom didn't say she didn't want you."

She raised her head again, and looked at me with watery eyes. It is very lethal for a child to make such an expression. She said, "It's my fault, Mom...don't be angry."

I have a lot of great ideals to tell her. Really, when Su Yiming said to call her when she came back, I still felt that I must tell her clearly.I also considered telling her the consequences of this incident.

But now I regret it, I can't stand her talking to me like this, and I can't stand her looking at me like this.

I know she doesn't think she's wrong in her heart. In fact, from her perspective, she wants her parents to be by her side, so she wants to tell Fanyin the news of my "betrayal", so that Fanyin can prepare to "maintain" her Home.She's right, and she's smart.What's wrong with her?Her life is what I choose for her.I chose a mentally ill father for her and an incompetent mother like me.

What's wrong with her?
She came to apologize because she was just afraid of losing me.

Thinking about what Fanyin said during the day, I felt even more distressed, and couldn't help but say: "Mom is not angry with you."

She looked at me in disbelief.

"Mom isn't mad at you, it's because mom has a broken leg and she's going to stay in the hospital all the time and can't see you." I don't know how to handle this properly: "You don't have to apologize, you don't have anything Nothing wrong."

She looked at me, then at Fanyin, blinking her eyes in confusion.

It seems that we are wondering why we said different versions.

I said, "You don't need to apologize, just come here and let mom hug you."

She strolled over immediately, and as soon as I reached out to meet her, she immediately threw herself into my arms.

I hugged her tightly, a little bit like crying, but I tried my best to hold back.

Maybe it was because I hugged her so tightly, she finally believed a little bit, stuck to my arms and said: "Mom..."

"Yeah." I couldn't help but kiss her little head.To be honest, it may be that the negative feelings brought to me by this room are too strong. For a few seconds just now, I thought that it was not Nian Nian standing in front of me, but myself.I kissed the top of her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I thought you didn't want me anymore." She said, "You've been angry for so long."

"No." I quickly explained: "Mom really doesn't want you, you see that mom still can't walk."

She immediately broke free from my arms, looked down at my legs, and reached out to gently touch my knees.It was tightly wrapped and looked very serious. Obviously it was very different from what she thought. She didn't dare to touch it anymore. She looked at me and said anxiously: "Mom, are you still in pain?"

"It still hurts." I couldn't help laughing, because her expression made me feel very heart-warming, "It doesn't hurt now, because when Nian Nian's little hand touches it, I don't hurt anymore."

She looked at my legs again, her two thin eyebrows drooped, and her little face was full of anxiety and helplessness.

I asked, "Did you come back from your grandfather?"

She nodded and said, "but I can't see grandpa, he's been sleeping all the time."

I still wanted to ask, but I saw Fanyin standing beside him laughing out of the corner of my eye.Suddenly, he felt a little annoying again, so he didn't speak again.

But Nian Nian said by herself: "Grandpa has been sleeping for several days, no one is allowed to enter that room. I am not allowed to enter either."

It seems to be ICU?

I was wondering, Fan Yin said, "He is still in the ICU."

I couldn't help but glanced at him, and asked Nian Nian: "How many days has grandpa been in there?"

"It's been nine days." She said cleverly, "The bad aunt who said my father beat you came and wanted to go in, but Uncle Su didn't let him in. Aunt Seven also came, and there are a few others I don't know Uncle." She snapped her fingers and said, "There are five uncles that I don't know. Uncle Su doesn't even allow them to come in."

Fanyin rolled her eyes, smiled, and said to me: "You brothers and sisters are really well-informed."

(End of this chapter)