The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 631 I Know You Forgot
He continued to smirk: "Curious?"

"Don't make fun of this kind of thing," I was serious, so I was a little annoyed: "Is it really okay?"

"What are you going to do if it's all right?" He asked with a smile.

"That depends on whether it's all right."

"What if it's all right?"

I didn't speak.

He waited for a while, a little uncomfortable: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"When you put it that way, I really think you seem to be fine." I said, "You don't look like any of your personalities now, but it's a bit like the two merged together."

"Then you have the right to treat me as good." He smiled and said, "Then what do you want?"

I said, "I don't want to do anything, congratulations."

He was slightly startled: "You don't want to remarry me immediately?"

I shook my head: "This matter still maintains my original idea."

He seemed very surprised by the answer and asked, "Why?"

"There is no cure for your disease. The ghost knows whether it will be completely cured or it will only last for a while. This is the first." I said: "The second point is that I don't need to change my previous plan."

"I mean I'm cured," he emphasized, "and won't hurt you anymore."

"Isn't this a hypothesis?" His attitude made me a little nervous: "Why are you so serious?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Assuming you have to give me a serious answer."

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

He was a little annoyed: "What are you laughing at?"

"You look a little cute," I said, "if that's what you look like when you're well, that's fine."

He also smiled: "Don't go around anymore, answer seriously."

I thought about it seriously and said, "First of all I'll be happy so I don't have to worry when you're with the kids. And if I die suddenly, someone will take care of them."

He frowned tightly, "Why do you keep saying the word 'death' on your lips, how unlucky you are."

"Are you still afraid of bad luck?"

"I don't want to kill my wife."

"People are going to die," I said. "Everyone will, sooner or later."

"According to what you said, people don't have to be born, they are going to die anyway." He looked at me with a more serious expression than before: "If you really think so, I have to ask the doctor to come and talk to you Now, has your bipolar disorder developed?"

"Stop talking nonsense." I said, "I'm not sick. It's just that I don't have a choice now. Do I have to break down and cry and pray to God and Buddha so that I can stay for one more day?"

There was no concern on his face and he said anxiously: "Listen to me, return those things of your father to him, and come back to remarry with me. I promise that no one will make you angry, and no one will make you overworked, then The clot always goes away."

"Even the doctor dared not say that like you."

"The doctor is not your husband after all."

"Neither are you." I hated it, and started to take advantage of my inattention while talking.

He raised the corner of his mouth again: "It's just a title, do you have to be so stingy?"

"Why not?" I said, "I was not stingy once, and I was not stingy twice. After a long time, my father heard the news, and I really have to return the shares to him."

He frowned again: "Can't you hear a word I just said?"

I can't be bothered to talk to him.

He was left alone for a while, and his tone started to be bad. This is already very good. He would at least yell at me before saying this: "I have a plan. As long as you die, I will immediately marry Chuxia."

I said, "She's not much bigger than a star."

He became proud: "I just fancy her young and beautiful so that she can give birth to a son for me."

I looked at him, didn't make a sound, picked up the chopsticks and lowered my head to pick up the vegetables.I knew he wanted to provoke me, so I didn't want to talk, but I was indeed tricked, and I was very upset. He knew clearly that my son would hurt me every time he mentioned it.

He was left hanging, but he didn't seem embarrassed, but continued to say: "This way my old man won't smear me anymore, Nian Nian has no mother, and I can't fight for these, let alone Yin Yin, you……"

"Yinyin really doesn't need you to mention it." I said, "After I die, all my money will be hers, and my father will take care of her."

He snorted, and I said again: "If you don't even have the awareness to care about her, then I don't even need to think about remarrying."

He smiled and gave me a blank look: "I was defeated by you."

"You don't have to come to talk to me all the time, I've already made a decision." I said, "As long as this turmoil passes smoothly, I don't have to wait for my death. If you want to marry Guan Chuxia, then I will definitely give you a gift, but I have only one request."

He looked at me, rolled his eyes down, and motioned for me to continue.

"Before our family Niannian inherits your money, you are not allowed to have children with her. If you give birth to one, I will kill the other." I said, "Otherwise our family Niannian will be sad."

He even smiled: "You think I'm an old man? What do you do?"

"It's your mother who really inspired me," I said. "She's doing the right thing, or you'd be dead."

He "hummed" softly from his nose, and he didn't know what he remembered, so he didn't speak.

I didn't say a word, and watched him while eating.how to say?He really looks a little different. Although he used to laugh all the time, he mostly used sarcasm. He especially liked to mock me, and his dress style was also gorgeous and formal.But it's different now, he looks much warmer, but this kind of warmth is different from Xiao Tiantian's, it's the feeling of a mature man.

If I didn't know that there is no cure for this disease, I might really believe what he just teased me.

The food is prepared in my favorite restaurant, and the taste is certainly to my liking.It takes a long time to make an appointment every time I go here. It seems that Fanyin has been preparing for today's meal for a while.

When I was halfway through eating, I suddenly remembered something, "Why did you ask Pu Tao to go with you before?"

"To that child," he said.

I asked, "What do you want that child to do?"

He saw what I meant and asked back, "What are you talking about?"

I said, "If your father wants to have another son, there is no need to wait until now. Even if your mother obstructs it, with his IQ, it is not a problem to secretly hide one."

He said: "He will naturally want me after I die."

"You just said the word 'death' is unlucky."

He narrowed his eyes, "You're not afraid of dying husband."

I gave him a blank look, "I'm not afraid that you will die early."

He curled the corner of his mouth and said happily: "This is the most pleasant sentence you said to me today."

I said, "Just be happy."

Although the dining table fell into silence after this sentence, the atmosphere was a little more relaxed than before, and it also had a pleasant taste.

I hesitated for a long time before I decided to say this: "Do you now understand how stupid your decision is?"

"No." He knew that what I said was that he forced me to divorce him, and he smiled with a very thick skin: "I think I am great."

"You almost cost your old man his only son."

He snorted and said, "Do you know what that old man did?"

"Aborted that baby," I said. "He was cruel."

His complexion was also not very good-looking, and he said: "When I told him, the child was already eight months old. I thought the old man would not let him go. I hope that after I die, he will not be too lonely." Until now In the first sentence, his expression was very sad and a little helpless, but the next sentence started to be a little distorted: "But the old man induced the child, and told me to let me come out alive, otherwise he will be extinct."

I didn't speak.

He smiled again: "What kind of expression is this?"

"How does it feel inside?" Frankly speaking, I didn't ask, one is that he doesn't remember, and the other is that I don't want to recall that scene.

I keep telling myself and others that I am not touched by this scene at all. In fact, even if he is heinous, who can do it completely when he sees a man who wants to dress himself as a peacock become such a trashy honor? Do not touch it?

"What can I do?" He said nonchalantly, "It hurts."

I didn't react right away: "Does it hurt?"

He glanced at me and said, "Don't you know that electric shocks hurt?"

"Oh……"

"It hurts more than being shot." He showed a look of lingering fear.

I couldn't help biting my lip.

He squinted his eyes like a big bad wolf in a cartoon: "What's wrong?"

I found it difficult to speak, so I hesitated before asking: "Do you...remember what happened at that time?"

At first he was still smiling, but when he saw that I was serious, he suppressed his smile, put down his chopsticks, put his forearms on the table, and looked at me quietly: "Which one are you referring to?"

I looked at him, my heart was terribly nervous, and I didn't speak.

He just stared at me like this for about ten seconds, then suddenly smiled, turned his face to avoid my gaze, licked his lips, pinched his throat, and said, "Fan Yin, didn't you say you were all right?" ..."

I was on pins and needles, this is what I said to him when I went to see him that time.

Really, imitating women is still so disgusting...

He started to recite, and while reciting, he looked at me and smiled: "...I have never lived such a long time without you at all. Frankly speaking, I feel that this kind of life is happy and safe..."

Damn, it's embarrassing.

I avoided his gaze and lowered my head to pick up vegetables for dinner.

He continued to choke his throat: "... If not, then I just hope you have a happy life." Then he let go of his voice and asked, "Is that all?"

"I don't remember." How could I remember such a long time ago?
"I know you won't forget, pig brain." He said firmly, "That's all, I promise it's word for word."

I couldn't help looking at him: "Since it was fine then, why did you make yourself so miserable?"

"It's not miserable, why are you willing to get me?" After he finished this sentence, he continued: "The condition was not that bad at the time, but it was not good. Those medicines were said to cure the disease, but they were actually to destroy my brain. Yes, this way, it is possible to explain more things related to my family's business. Even if it cannot be used as evidence, it will be convenient for the police to arrest relevant people. I was 'stupid' one step ahead, but I was so stupid that I couldn't ask anything. Tiaozi gradually stopped paying attention to me, leaving me to fend for myself. Then giving me medicine is illegal, and if it doesn’t work, naturally I won’t take any more risks.”

(End of this chapter)