Marital problems spiral out of control

Fu Shishen subconsciously grabbed Wen Hua again.

But Wen Hua had already quickly dodged away.

With a single stride, Fu Shishen's tall figure completely pinned Wen Hua to the corner.

He looked down at them, his words dripping with sarcasm.

"You threatened to run away from home with me just to be dramatic with me?" Fu Shishen said coldly, his hand resting on the wall.

Wen Hua pushed Fu Shishen's hand away: "You're overthinking it."

"Wen Hua, this is the last time. That's enough. Come back with me, and I'll let bygones be bygones. I've said it before..." Fu Shishen's tone was gradually becoming impatient.

"I'm not going back." Wen Hua interrupted Fu Shishen directly, refusing him completely.

Fu Shishen fell silent for a moment.

He just stared at Wen Hua like that.

This Wen Hua felt unfamiliar to Fu Shishen.

But it also gradually wore down his patience.

His thin lips were pursed, and his entire body was tense. Just then, his phone vibrated.

Fu Shishen and Wen Hua both saw it; it was Jiang Ruan's call.

Fu Shishen answered the call without hesitation.

"Shi Shen, I'm feeling a bit unwell," Jiang said softly. "Would you like to come and keep me company? I don't have much of an appetite either, I've been throwing up, and the baby is so fussy. I want to eat beef noodles from Chengnan."

Wen Hua and Fu Shishen were standing very close, so she could hear everything clearly.

Almost instantly, Fu Shishen relaxed and softened his voice: "I'll go back in a bit and bring you beef noodles."

"Okay, thank you," Jiang Ruan replied. "I really feel guilty. You've been with me for so long, aren't you going back to see your Wen Hua? I'm afraid she'll be unhappy, after all, she's Mrs. Shen."

As she spoke, Jiang Ruan became aggrieved again.

Wen Hua couldn't help but applaud Jiang Ruan.

She absorbed these emotions and felt like she was the bad guy who had bullied Jiang Ruan terribly.

She was clearly the victim, but everyone only believed Jiang Ruan.

"Don't overthink it, just listen to me," Fu Shishen reassured Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan, however, knew when to stop and hung up the phone.

Fu Shishen's gaze fell on Wen Hua: "You heard it too, Jiang Ruan never wanted to compete with you for anything. And you, all you do is cause trouble all day long."

"Then I'll take it as my doing," Wen Hua replied indifferently.

"Wen Hua!" Fu Shishen's tone became even more serious.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go upstairs first. Miss Jiang is still waiting for you." Wen Hua ignored Fu Shishen's change of expression.

The moment Wen Hua turned around, her eyes stung and turned bloodshot.

But the tears stubbornly refused to fall.

"I'm saying this one last time, go back." Fu Shishen said this as his final warning.

Wen Hua looked at him and said clearly, word by word: "I can go back, but you have to break up with Jiang Ruan."

"Wen Hua!" Fu Shishen's voice grew increasingly somber.

He grabbed Wen Hua by the collar and lifted her up lightly.

"Don't push your luck! I'm being nice to you, you should be grateful. What do you have to compare with her!" He changed his expression and exploded at Wen Hua.

Wen Hua silently mocked him, pulled her hand away, and walked towards the elevator expressionlessly.

Fu Shishen stood still.

The elevator doors closed.

Wen Hua lowered her eyes and remained very quiet.

Will she regret it? She doesn't know.

But she knew that she would go crazy in such a distorted relationship.

She wanted to leave Fu Shishen and the Fu family.

This thought increasingly weighed heavily on Wen Hua.

Her breathing became labored.

When Wen Hua returned to her apartment and stood by the window, she saw Fu Shishen's car speeding away.

Between her and Jiang Ruan, Fu Shishen would always choose Jiang Ruan.

When Wen Hua sat on the sofa, she slumped down as if all her strength had been drained.

She stroked her lower abdomen; perhaps only in this way could she calm herself down.

After a long while, Wen Hua turned on her computer again.

She printed out the drafted divorce agreement and signed her name.

Then put it in a file bag.

Tomorrow, she will send the divorce agreement to Fu Shishen.

This marriage has come to an end; she's tired.

……

10 pm.

Wen Hua felt a little sleepy because of her pregnancy.

She went to bed early to rest.

In a daze, Wen Hua received a call from the hospital.

"Hello, are you Mrs. Fu? Your husband has been in a car accident. We would appreciate it if you could come to the hospital." The nurse said in a very formal tone.

As soon as she finished speaking, she snapped awake.

"Shi Shen was in a car accident?" She subconsciously checked and almost reflexively said, "I'm coming right away."

Soon, Wen Hua hung up the phone, quickly tidied herself up, and took a taxi to the hospital.

This is a feeling of tension and heartache.

I never imagined that one day I would receive news that Fu Shishen had been in a car accident.

After seven years of marriage, no matter what, he will always be the person I love most.

She was completely dazed and couldn't come to her senses even after she got into the taxi.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of Fu Shishen and all the things they had done together over the past seven years.

This person is clearly indifferent to me.

Their only interaction was in bed.

It was clearly just her one-sided devotion; the other person never took it to heart.

And so she persisted for seven years.

Her best friend Su Zhiyi said that she was love-struck and that she was bewitched by Fu Shishen, which is why she was so devoted to him.

She smiled and said, "As long as I keep trying, I'll be able to warm his heart sooner or later."

As a result, seven years have passed, and she still hasn't warmed up to it.

This thought cooled her impulse somewhat.

A taxi was already parked at the hospital entrance, and she sighed inwardly.

She told herself that this was the last time she would be nervous for Fu Shishen.

After that, Wen Hua got out of the car and went straight to the ward.

When she arrived at the ward, the door was ajar, and Jiang Ruan's voice could be heard from inside.

Through the transparent glass of the ward, Wen Hua could see everything inside clearly.

Jiang Ruan was right beside Fu Shishen's hospital bed, watching nervously.

She took Fu Shishen's hand in hers.

A distinctive, soft voice came through: "Shi Shen, does it hurt a lot?"

Fu Shishen was lying down, and Wen Hua couldn't see his expression.

She thought he must be relaxed and enjoying it.

After all, Jiang Ruan, who was standing in front of him, was the person he loved most.

"Drink some water. If you feel unwell, I'll call a doctor for you." Jiang Ruan took care of you in every little detail.

Later, Jiang Ruan fell silent, and Wen Hua lowered her eyes, not wanting to look anymore.

To be precise, she didn't dare to look.

She suddenly felt like a clown.

Upon hearing about Fu Shishen's car accident, he rushed over without hesitation.

As a result, reality gave her a harsh lesson.

Su Zhiyi was right, she really is love-struck.

Even after seven years of keeping her heart warm, she still has compassion.

With this thought in mind, she subconsciously turned to leave, feeling that she wasn't needed here.

However, the lingering pain in my heart was something I couldn't suppress.

The moment she turned around, Wen Hua's mobile app displayed a headline news item.

[Fu Shishen, president of the Shen Group, was involved in a car accident late at night while pursuing love.]