Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua tried to stop him at the door, but she was no match for Fu Shishen.

He slipped in through the crack in the door in just a few steps.

"Get out!" Wen Hua was furious.

"Wen Hua, don't force me to take action. Tell me, who gave you seven million?" Fu Shishen questioned Wen Hua with a cold face.

Wen Hua stumbled and was pushed to the edge of the sofa.

Fu Shishen pinched her chin with his fingers, looking down at her.

Her mind was buzzing.

But having been married to Fu Shishen for seven years, she knew at a glance that this man knew everything.

After all, the money came out of her card.

Jiangzhou is Fu Shishen's territory; it's impossible that the source couldn't be traced.

Wen Hua's silence completely enraged Fu Shishen.

"Wen Hua, one second you're stripping naked and begging me to sleep with you, the next you're going to borrow money from your senior? What kind of man can just casually give you seven million?" His voice began to grow increasingly menacing. "You're in such a rush to divorce me because of Zhou Yi? When did you two get together?"

Fu Shishen roared at Wen Hua.

His voice echoed throughout the apartment.

The vibrations were so strong that Wen Hua's eardrums almost ruptured.

She struggled, trying to pry Fu Shishen's hands open, but to no avail.

Her struggles enraged Fu Shishen.

"Wen Hua, don't forget, you're still my wife. I won't allow you to cheat on me!" Fu Shishen's eyes were bloodshot as he lashed out at her.

His grip tightened, leaving deep finger marks on Wen Hua's fair skin.

Wen Hua stared stubbornly at Fu Shishen, her slender fingers digging into his arm.

"Fu Shishen! You're the one who cheated on me, not me!" she roared at him. "Everyone in Jiangzhou knows about your dirty dealings with Jiang Ruan, how dare you accuse me!"

The sudden mention of Jiang Ruan seemed to have touched a nerve with Fu Shishen.

His expression grew increasingly gloomy.

"Say it again!" His hand moved from Wen Hua's chin to her neck.

That suffocating feeling returned once again.

She was even lifted up.

The slippers fell off my feet and landed on the wooden floor.

"I'll say it a hundred times, Fu Shishen, you're the one who cheated, not me!" Wen Hua's voice became hoarse.

Fu Shishen's eyes were filled with malice as he stared at her intently, his gaze unwavering.

Wen Hua was also stubborn and showed no intention of compromising.

"Wen Hua, don't use Jiang Ruan to change the subject and cover up the fact that you betrayed me." Fu Shishen's jaw was taut, and every word came from deep in his throat, suppressing his emotions.

He unceremoniously pinned such charges on Wen Hua.

"Do you really think I didn't know about your ambiguous relationship with Zhou Yi back then?" He sneered. "Someone like you has no right to criticize me. Someone like you has no right to compare yourself to Jiang Ruan."

Wen Hua's expression changed. She was still looking at Fu Shishen, but the disappointment in her eyes was now unfathomable.

She found herself getting used to it, and becoming numb to it.

Numb, Fu Shishen poured a bucket of dirty water on himself.

Even if there's no love in a seven-year marriage, shouldn't people develop some feelings for each other after being together for so long?

In his eyes, she was a shameless person, someone who had no right to explain herself.

She's always the one who makes mistakes.

They can always be convicted immediately.

"Fu Shishen, no, I haven't wronged our marriage," Wen Hua said calmly.

Such words appear frank and open.

Fu Shishen sneered, clearly showing that he didn't believe her.

Just then, Wen Hua's computer received a voice conference call and automatically connected.

"Huahua? Are you done? If not, I'll call you later. This needs to be resolved tonight." Zhou Yi's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding a little anxious.

Wen Hua and Fu Shishen's expressions changed simultaneously.

Wen Hua was anxious about the system that was currently running, while Zhou Yi was waiting for his feedback on the content that was to be launched tomorrow.

Hearing the gentle "Huahua" voice, Fu Shishen became even more certain of his judgment.

He remembered Zhou Yi's voice deeply, many years ago.

On his wedding night with Wen Hua, he overheard Wen Hua and Zhou Yi chatting.

Zhou Yi asked Wen Hua why she didn't leave, saying he could take full responsibility, but Wen Hua refused.

Even if he refused, that ambiguity lingered in Zhou Yi's mind.

Therefore, after the marriage, his request was for her to stay at home to be a good wife and mother, in order to completely sever her ties with Zhou Yi.

He thought Wen Hua had done it all.

After all, all he saw was the love for him in Wen Hua's eyes.

He never objects to any request he makes.

As a result, Wen Hua deceived herself.

She maintained contact with Zhou Yi from beginning to end.

Oh--

But Wen Hua was in a hurry to get to the computer.

Fu Shishen's emotions were completely ignited at that moment.

"Wen Hua, what right do you have to do this?" Fu Shishen roared.

"Ah..." Wen Hua exclaimed in surprise.

She was thrown onto the sofa.

Fu Shishen's tall figure loomed over her, immediately confining Wen Hua within his sphere of influence.

"Wen Hua, tell me, what have you and Zhou Yi been doing all these years?" He grabbed Wen Hua's neck again and asked.

"I didn't, let me go!" Wen Hua struggled.

The more she struggled, the more she angered Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen's eyes grew increasingly red: "What, are you still going to remain chaste for Zhou Yi?"

Wen Hua was being choked and was gradually losing her ability to speak.

"Take a good look at yourself, and see who your real man is!" Fu Shishen said in a low voice, enunciating each word clearly.

"Ugh..." Wen Hua shook her head desperately.

The air grew thinner and thinner, and she found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

She was pregnant.

My stomach was also protesting, and that cramping pain came back all over again.

The sound of tearing fabric came from inside the room, and goosebumps rose on my skin when it came into contact with the air.

Fu Shishen lowered his head and kissed Wen Hua's lips directly.

It was more of a bite than a kiss.

They tasted blood in each other's mouths.

The gradual spread is both a release and an explosion of pent-up emotions.

The sofa wasn't very spacious; it couldn't fit two people.

The apartment was becoming increasingly chaotic.

Wen Hua was drenched in cold sweat; there was no pleasure, only pain.

That was the mother's instinct; she unleashed tremendous power and kicked Fu Shishen hard.

Fu Shishen stared at Wen Hua in astonishment, the intense pain causing him to release his grip.

He never expected Wen Hua to target him.

The moment he let go, Wen Hua quickly stood up, grabbed her phone, and dialed 110 right in front of him.

"There was a rape at apartment 302, Building 2, Jinghua New Village, Beichuan Road," she said calmly and clearly.

"Wen Hua, you!" Fu Shishen was even more astonished.

Everything Wen Hua does now is beyond Fu Shishen's expectations.

She actually dared to call the police!