Ex-wife flirting: Husband, forced marriage is invalid

In the car, Su Yutong was still tugging at him, "Listen to me, you must never announce that date. I have listened to you all these days, why can't you listen to me once, promise me!"

She was finally no longer as indifferent as before, but her eagerness now made him even more angry.

Nie Chuhang reached out and brought her in front of him, staring at her, "Why not? You promised me, you promised to marry me!"

Su Yutong trembled slightly, she looked at him in a broken state, and burst into tears for a while.

She didn't want to do this, and she didn't want to go back on her word, but when she agreed to him, she didn't think that there would be such right and wrong, and she didn't think that her ugliest side was being held in the palm of her hand.

She wanted to find out the culprit, but he refused to say anything.

In this way, her trust in him can only be disintegrated day by day.

Nie Chuhang was shocked by her crying like this.

These days, she was extremely indifferent to him, but she never cried like this. How much did she hate him that she could cry like this?

Is it interesting to push it any further?

If he just wanted to tie someone up in this way, he admitted that he thought so all the time, but now, when he saw her crying bitterly, his heart struggled even tighter.

The hand holding her arm gradually loosened. At that moment, he actually felt that his heart was numb.

However, in the next second, she suddenly cried out and stretched out her arms to hug him.

Such a painful, aggrieved yet fragile appearance instantly caused the rock in his heart to collapse.

He was a little helpless, but more distressed.

He leaned over and hugged her tightly, patting her back with his palms with extreme tenderness.

He sighed, finally unable to match the pity in his heart, "Don't cry..."

He paused, kissed her hair, and sighed in a low voice: "I promise you everything I want, but I want to be with you, why should I let go? Tell me why I have to let go?"

She shook her head unceasingly, curled up in his arms, tears gradually soaked his shirt, and pressed against his chest, feeling a little icy cold.

Nie Chuhang still couldn't understand, so he hugged her tightly, but didn't speak any more.

Su Yutong knew what he was thinking, and he didn't compromise with her at all.

But her offensive of tears did not bring about his change of mind.

In fact, she didn't really want to use tears to soften his heart, but she couldn't bear it. The grievances in the past few days flooded her. She wanted to shrink in her shell forever, but he was always forcing her to stick her head out.

No matter how indifferent she pretended to be, there was nothing she could do about him.

She was not happy in this line of work, holding his hand in a trance, looking at those cold machines, without any joy or interest.

Nie Chuhang gradually felt bored.

She didn't want to go back to the company in the afternoon, so he let her do it this time. He thought to himself that he should always give her some time to relax, and he didn't change what he planned the day after tomorrow.

When I went back at night, I found out from the servant that she locked herself in the room all afternoon and never came out, and no one bothered her. She was not familiar with the people in Nie's house.

When Nie Chuhang frowned and ran upstairs, he thought it would take a long time for her to open the door, but unexpectedly, the door opened as soon as he walked over.

In the room, she looked haggard. Nie Chuhang pursed his lips and was about to speak, but she stretched out her hand to pull him.