CEO's Forced Love

"I forgot that the instrument / Officer inspection report should also come out. Depth of field, you wait for me here and I'll get it."

With that, Hewei handed him the other reports and lists in his hand and hurried away.

Yanjing's dark eyes still stayed on the closed elevator door. His Adam's Apple moved slightly and didn't completely come out of the scene of Meeting Jane Huan.

It was no accident that I met her in the corridor just now. In fact, when he sat there and drew blood, he saw her coming this way.

He didn't know why he got up suddenly and why he ran over to pretend to meet her. After her wedding with Huo moting, he didn't see her again. It was clear that they were still living in the same city, but he needed to hear about her from other people.

But now, whenever we mention her, everyone subconsciously connects her with the name Huo Mo ting.

They no longer say what happened to Jane Huan, but that they just saw where Huo San's new wife did something a few days ago.

Most of them said that her stomach was obvious. Everyone suspected that they should have married their children. In addition, Huo Santong, a beautiful young wife, hurt to the bone. Yesterday, XX was still at the door of Qinyuan community. He caught the couple walking after dinner. Huo Santong squatted down to tie his wife's shoes.

He was eager to hear the news about her, but he really heard it, but his chest was empty, like a piece of heart meat was dug out.

When she stood in front of her, wearing a simple Maternity Shirt, a ponytail and a clean plain face, he felt so unreal and like a separated world.

Mrs. Huo's mother-in-law treated her very well. She protected her carefully when she walked. In the Huo family, she should not be wronged any more.

He heard last time that her due date was in late October. He also heard that she was still pregnant with a male baby.

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Last month, Yan Jingshen went to Las Vegas on business. When he was free, he borrowed a car and went to the places where he and Jian Huan had set foot hand in hand.

At that time, he was accompanied like a shadow, but now he is alone.

He finally went to the church nearest to the consulate, sat in a wooden bench, looked up at Jesus on the cross and immersed himself in his world.

When he married Jane Huan, he gave her nothing except two certificates proving that they were legal husband and wife and a pair of wedding rings prepared long ago.

He did not know how long he had been sitting in it until it was completely dark outside. An old priest came to see off the guests.

The first thing the priest said to him was not to ask him to leave, but to ask him in surprise, "Why are you alone this time, your wife?"

Yan Jing looked deeply at the old priest who seemed to have known each other. His memories flooded in. He heard the priest say, "you are the only Chinese couple who have no relatives and friends to show up and took me to say the wedding announcement in recent years, but why didn't your wife come with you?"

"We're divorced." his answer was unusually calm. He paused and told the old priest, "she married another man two months ago."

The old priest made a cross on his chest, as if he were mourning for him silently, mourning his lost love and marriage.

At that time, he suddenly felt that he was not so sad. At least, his career was booming and he had a stable marriage partner.

He took his coat and was ready to leave, but the old priest stopped him.

The priest took a wooden box out of nowhere and handed it to him: "your wife put it here. She told me at that time that if you were still together in ten years, she would take it back with you, but now it seems that she should not come again."

He stared at the sealed wooden box for a long time, and finally took it back to the hotel.

A letter lay quietly in the wooden box. The envelope was written in clear and beautiful handwriting - to my husband Yan Jingshen.

He opened the folded letter paper and looked at the content written by Jane Huan. His eyes were suddenly hot and humid. His hands covered his face. His heart twitched and hurt.

"Husband, when you see this letter, we have been married for ten years. I am very lucky. You are still by my side. There is no seven-year itch and no betrayal. If my childhood is full of gray, you are the sunshine that pulled me out of the dark corner. Thank you for being willing to accompany me all the time..."

He didn't look any further. He sat by the bed, like a helpless child, crying and whispering a name repeatedly in his mouth.

——I regret it, but you don't wait for me to come back to you.