Marital problems spiral out of control

Fu Shishen stared blankly at the disconnected phone.

This contrasts sharply with her previous gentle attitude.

Wen Hua knew that this was aimed at her.

She had calmed down from the previous chaos, struggled to break free, and retreated to a safe position.

Her gaze was fixed on Fu Shishen.

"Fu Shishen, since you care so much about Jiang Ruan, why did you come looking for me?" Wen Hua questioned Fu Shishen.

Then she chuckled softly, unsure whether she was mocking herself or Fu Shishen.

"Just for this little bit of face? Because we haven't finished the divorce proceedings yet, and another man is already solving my immediate problems? So you feel like you've lost face?" Wen Hua remained calm as she spoke.

Fu Shishen did not respond.

However, the unpleasantness between the lines is palpable.

He wanted to know just how far Wen Hua was capable.

He heard Wen Hua laughing, very softly, but without any emotion.

"I told you, I don't care about those shares, and I won't use them to threaten you. Let me go, wouldn't it be better if we got a divorce?" Wen Hua said at the end, her tone a mix of helplessness and something else, it was hard to tell.

These words did not persuade Fu Shishen, but instead made him even angrier.

With a cold expression, he continued walking towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua retreated.

What happened earlier still terrifies her.

But this time, Fu Shishen didn't seem to intend to make a move against Wen Hua.

He just stared at her with a gloomy expression, and said firmly, "Wen Hua, you have no right to bring up divorce."

"Isn't Jiang Ruan pregnant? Are you planning to give her and the child in her belly a proper status?" Wen Hua asked indifferently.

The two were standing very close.

Fu Shishen could no longer see the feeling of his heart fluttering when she looked at him.

Wen Hua was unusually calm, looking at me as if I were nothing special.

Yes, things.

He could even generously grant Jiang Ruan a formal title.

The more Wen Hua tried to sever ties with him, the less willing Fu Shishen became.

He lowered his voice, his cheeks clenched, each word uttered from deep within his throat: "This is my problem, not something you need to worry about!"

But Fu Shishen also questioned himself again and again.

Why not get a divorce? Why not sign the papers?

This idea struck Fu Shishen.

He still managed to find a plausible reason for himself.

It's for the safety of Grandpa's shares.

If they get divorced and anything goes wrong, he can't afford the responsibility.

Then look at Wen Hua's face.

For some reason, Fu Shishen gradually became more and more irritable.

This is out of control.

It wasn't just the situation spiraling out of control; many inexplicable emotions were also manipulating him, causing him to completely break down.

Without a second thought, he turned to leave.

The moment Fu Shishen turned around, Wen Hua suddenly grabbed his wrist.

This was the first time Wen Hua had taken the initiative in a long time.

Fu Shishen really stopped.

My previously tense emotions eased, and I felt that Wen Hua had become more sensible.

It feels like the Wen Hua who used to be so self-centered has returned.

"Let go." Fu Shishen's tone remained cruel and ruthless.

Wen Hua didn't let go, quietly watching him.

His brows furrowed again at that glance.

Because in Wen Hua's eyes was not compromise and obedience, but arrogance.

"Didn't you say we were husband and wife? If we are husband and wife, why did you leave? Just because Jiang Ruan came to you?" Wen Hua suddenly asked Fu Shishen aggressively.

She spoke calmly, but the sarcasm in her eyes grew increasingly obvious: "We've been married for seven years, and Jiang Ruan has used the same methods to lure you away for seven years. Fu Shishen, since I'm still Mrs. Fu, I have the right to stop her from destroying my marriage, don't I?"

Fu Shishen was silent for a moment, just looking at Wen Hua.

Wen Hua couldn't decipher his meaning from that look in his eyes.

I don't know if it's because of our seven-year relationship or some other reason.

For a fleeting moment, she even thought that Fu Shishen felt guilty towards her.

After all, how many seven-year periods does a person have?

As a result, every act of cruelty by Fu Shishen was enough to leave an indelible mark on Wen Hua's heart.

He forcefully pulled Wen Hua's hand away.

Wen Hua stumbled and fell to the ground.

She looked at Fu Shishen, who was smiling coldly at her: "Wen Hua, are you shameless? You just like comparing yourself to Jiang Ruan? Do you think you're worthy? Let me tell you, you're not even worth a single finger of Jiang Ruan!"

He continued to look down at Wen Hua.

Wen Hua's stomach, which was already uncomfortable, started to cramp from the fall.

The pain was so intense that Wen Hua could hardly breathe.

Fu Shishen, however, did not let Wen Hua go.

Wen Hua struggled to get up, but his foot suddenly stepped on her hand that was gripping her tightly.

Wen Hua was in excruciating pain, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly.

But Fu Shishen's words were even more stern in her ears.

"Wen Hua, don't let me hear those words again. If you keep doing this, I'll only make you look worse. Do you hear me?" Fu Shishen growled.

After saying that, he didn't even look at Wen Hua, and turned to walk out of the apartment.

A deafening crash came from the apartment door.

Wen Hua was already sweating profusely.

She saw that her lower body was bleeding continuously.

"No...baby, no...Mommy will save you, no...don't leave Mommy," Wen Hua said in a panic.

Without thinking, she struggled to dial 120: "I'm pregnant, I'm bleeding, my stomach hurts so much, please, hurry!"

In the end, Wen Hua's speech became fragmented and disjointed.

She didn't receive a reply and fainted from the pain.

Inside, there was an eerie silence.

……

Fu Shishen drove directly to where Jiang Ruan lived.

On his way to the hospital, he called Cheng Ming: "Seven million in cash, transfer it back to Zhou Yi's account intact, now, immediately!"

It's an order, but also a way to vent frustration.

Cheng Ming didn't dare hesitate: "I'll handle it immediately."

As soon as Fu Shishen arrived at the hospital, Cheng Ming called to tell him that the seven million had been transferred back intact.

He then felt a bit better.

Wen Hua is his woman, and he will not allow anyone to covet her until he gets tired of her.

He didn't even see Zhou Yi in his eyes.

Soon, his gaze darkened slightly, revealing a glint of shrewdness.

Because he knew very well that even if Wen Hua resisted, it would ultimately be in vain.

Then, Fu Shishen composed himself and quickly got out of the car.

Just as Jiang Ruan had said, the apartment was surrounded by reporters.

When reporters saw Fu Shishen, they immediately swarmed around him: "Mr. Fu, are you married?"

"Mr. Fu, is the child in Ms. Jiang's belly yours? Is she a mistress?"

"Mr. Fu, was the person you went to see Mrs. Fu at that place earlier?"

……

The reporters' increasingly pointed questions came one after another.