Remarriage is inevitable, the president presses every step of the way

Chapter 9 I Want a Divorce
Yu Yigeng sneered, his bright white teeth almost dazzled the eyes.

"It seems that Mrs. Zuo is very dissatisfied with me bringing you to the hotel last night."

I frowned and opened my handbag, took out a pen and paper from the handbag, wrote my mobile phone number on it, and handed it to Yu Yigeng.

"This is my mobile phone number. I will return Mr. Yu's room money in full."

I frowned, and said seriously: "And I hope that there will be no scandals between me and Mr. Yu in the future. Such things are dispensable to Mr. Yu, but I am married. I don't want to Because of such a reckless move by Mr. Yu, he is in shackles."

I know very well that the man in front of me is very dangerous, the longer I procrastinate with this man, the less likely I will be able to get away, so I ignored the man's interested expression and stuffed the note into his hand, He hurried out of the hotel with his handbag in hand.

Behind him, Yu Yigeng looked at the beautiful handwriting in his palm, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

When I returned to the room, I found that the room was terribly deserted. I stood in the cold and luxurious living room in my crumpled clothes, and lost any movement for a moment.

The worry that Zuo Zongting would find out if he didn't return overnight also instantly relaxed.

My fingers and phalanges are stuck in the leather handbag.

A strong sense of loss grabbed my heart!

My husband, Zuo Zongting, unexpectedly did not return overnight!
Yu Yigeng took me to the hotel because I was drunk.

But I can make sure that I didn't do anything to apologize to him.

What about him?

where is he?

Are you busy reliving old dreams with your old love Michelle in the hotel?

Thinking of this, my heart hurts like being torn apart by life!
Even though I had made good mental preparations before, and even made up my mind to divorce him, but when things came to an end, looking at this huge empty room, my heart was as sad...

Although the heart feels like a knife is twisted, the life that should be lived must continue.

The phone in my handbag rang relentlessly.

I picked up my phone awkwardly, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the phone.

Opening the phone, the screen of the phone was icy close to the ear.

The voice of a familiar woman touched her eardrums.

"Hello, Doctor Zhong? I'm Michelle..."

I was silent, my lips were tightly pursed, and I realized that I didn't know what to say or what to do.

"..."

Michelle over there didn't seem to expect me to be so calm. She cleared her voice, and her voice was a bit awkward.

"Sorry, I don't know about Zong Ting..."

I still didn't speak.

Michelle paused for a few seconds and said, "Mrs. Zuo, Zong Ting is here with me now, do you want to talk to him?"

Those words were like stabbing my bleeding heart again.

Even though I was holding my breath in pain, I was still shocked by the stabbing knife.

A sneer curled up on my lips.

"No need, thank you Miss Mi for taking care of my husband last night, you worked hard last night—"

I never imagined that I could ridicule someone so tirelessly.

And this man was my patient yesterday.

Michelle over there was visibly flustered when she heard what I said.

"Mrs. Zuo... Mrs. Zuo, don't get me wrong... We didn't..."

I didn't listen to the next words, I just hung up the phone.

A lot of things don't really need much explanation.

Explanation is to cover.

I know.

I have always known.

pat-

Warm tears covered the back of his hand and fell on the silently blackened phone screen.

I hugged my knees and slid down the door panel soundlessly...

I cleaned up my terrible mood, put on a new suit of clothes, and quickly turned around and went downstairs.

Mama Zhang came in at some point, and when she saw me, she asked, "Madam, do you want breakfast?"

I looked at the delicious dinner prepared by Zhang Ma, but I didn't have the slightest appetite.

"No, I'm going to work first."

Seeing me in a hurry, Mama Zhang asked from behind, "Ma'am, where is sir? Wasn't sir at home last night? Why hasn't sir got up yet, and he's about to be late for work—"

I was changing my shoes at the entrance, and when I heard Mama Zhang's words, I froze.

Then he raised his lips, "Mr. went out early, we may all come back later today, Mama Zhang, you should go back earlier."

Mama Zhang's daughter-in-law just had a grandson, and it's time for grandchildren, so Mama Zhang asks for leave from time to time, and her face brightens when she hears my words.

"Great, I'm just going to visit my grandson."

I looked sideways, put on my shoes, cleaned up my messy emotions, turned and walked out of the villa.

Although I was at work, my boss and the owner of Chunlei Psychological Clinic, Chen Chunlei, noticed my obvious restlessness.

After perfunctorily perfunctory a consulting patient, Chen Chunlei walked into my office and knocked on my desk.

"What's the matter with you? Seeing that you are restless, did your family cause trouble for you again?"

(End of this chapter)