The days of cohabitation with gangster boyfriend

Chapter 122

I don't care, don't blame him.

When I come back, I don't want to divorce him.

But he was too much, even a woman like me, who has been used to forbearance since childhood, was forced to the point where he couldn't bear it.

Why would he rather let Waiter send me a check of 100 million than come up to me and say, "Let's have a late-night snack together?"

My request is not much, he can, he can call me: "wife."

Let me feel his love and I will be content.

I must be able to hug him foolishly and tell him: "I am living a very good life. These two years... have been really good. Thank you for giving me freedom!"

Then, leave with a smile, let this happy marriage last from mine to 80 years old...

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The elevator finally reached the twentieth floor, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Just as I was about to press the combination lock by the door, Lucia opened it for me.door.

"Bebe? Why do you look so bad?"

I touched my face: "It's nothing, the wind is a bit strong."

She nodded and handed me her mobile phone: "Mr. Meng called you a lot, asking if you're back."

I didn't reach out to pick it up. I'm so tired now that I don't even have the energy to talk to Tang Lin. "Please tell him I'm back."

While she was on the phone, she walked towards the balcony. I didn't pay attention to what she said to Tang Lin, because I noticed that her eyes would always unconsciously look downstairs through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

I quietly walked up to the balcony and followed Lucia's line of sight, his car was still parked downstairs...

Several bodyguards stood not far from the car, looking around vigilantly.

He leaned half against the car, quietly smoking a cigarette.

The off-white shirt is particularly eye-catching in the dark, even in the bustling lights, he is still the most eye-catching.

Why didn't he leave?Hesitation is not his style of doing things.

Is he waiting for me? !
Maybe he is not so unfeeling as he seems, maybe he really doesn't want to divorce me...

For a second I really wanted to run down to him and say, "Let's start over again, shall we?"

I laughed at myself: not good!not good at all!

I have stumbled twice over the same stone, the first time with ignorance, the second time with stupidity, and if there is a third time, it's... hopeless!
I have survived the most difficult two years in my life. I can already play the butterfly with a smile, and I can stand in front of him and raise my head proudly. Why bother to let love and hate collide again.

Let's see who wins and loses, and who gets smashed to pieces!

I took a nightgown from the closet and went into the bathroom.

Lying in the large bathtub, let the water flow slowly over my body, obliterating every inch of skin he kissed, covering every hickey that declared his love and desire.

I don't know when it started, but I like the feeling of lying in the water, surrounded by warmth, indulged in willful.

I was immersed until the water became cold, my body was cold, and my heart was also cold... At last, I couldn't smell the smell of him penetrating into my skin.

I put on my pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. Lucia was still standing on the balcony, her brows that looked like distant mountains were slightly wrinkled, and there was a bit of worry on her delicate face.

"What's there to see?" My voice was a little cold, probably because it was cold in the bathroom.

"No..." It took half a minute for her to come back to her senses, and walked out of the balcony in embarrassment. "Beibei, Dai Xichen is really your father?"

"Yes!" I lay on the bed, hugging the quilt, and picked up the script I had read several times to read.

"I didn't expect...he has a daughter as old as you."

My gaze shifted from the script to Lucia's face. In my impression, she is not only beautiful, but also very temperamental. The ability and rationality in her speech and behavior are very charming.

I didn't expect that when I met Dai Xichen, a woman like her would have such a confused expression.

(End of this chapter)