Marital problems spiral out of control

After dinner, Fu Shishen dealt with work matters in his study.

Wen Hua stayed with Wen Yin.

Wen Yin was not in good health and could not hold on for long, so he went to rest early.

As she walked to the door of Wen Yin's room, her phone suddenly vibrated.

Wen Hua looked down; it was a message from Shen Jue.

Shen Jue: [Huahua, contact me!]

This tone is assertive.

This was the second time Shen Jue had sent a message to Wen Hua.

Her fingertips trembled slightly when she saw it.

She understands Shen Jue.

Shen Jue doesn't have much patience.

She didn't reply to the first message, but Shen Jue would wait.

If I don't reply to the second message, Shen Jue will come directly.

Wen Hua had a headache.

She took a deep breath and replied to Shen Jue's message.

Wen Hua: [Shen Jue, I'm fine, don't worry about me. I still have some things to take care of, I'll contact you as soon as I've finished. Please don't act impulsively, okay?]

It was to soothe Shen Jue's emotions.

Just as Zhou Yi said, Shen Jue only listens to Wen Hua.

Shen Jue replied almost the instant the message was sent.

Shen Jue: [How long?]

Wen Hua: [Waiting for Zhou Yi's visa to come through.]

Shen Jue: [Okay.]

Wen Hua breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

But she didn't keep Shen Jue's information because she was afraid that Fu Shishen would see it and cause unnecessary trouble.

She didn't leave the room until she was sure the message had been completely deleted.

As soon as he left the room, Fu Shishen was standing outside.

When Wen Hua saw him, her nerves immediately tensed up.

For the past two weeks, Fu Shishen has seemed to be making insatiable demands.

At night, whether Wen Hua was asleep or awake, Fu Shishen never gave her a chance to refuse whenever he wanted her.

Over time, Wen Hua became numb.

But when Wen Hua doesn't resist, Fu Shishen will suddenly become good-tempered and coax her.

She would feel a moment of disorientation, a feeling that was completely unreal.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you so distracted?" Fu Shishen's displeased voice came from behind.

Because of her pregnancy, Wen Hua found it more comfortable to lie on her side.

Fu Shishen slapped her bottom hard.

When the pain came, Wen Hua snapped out of her thoughts, biting her lip as she looked at Fu Shishen.

"Fu Shishen, I'm really feeling a bit unwell," she said softly, her expression contorted, as if she were in genuine pain.

Fu Shishen just watched, seemingly ignoring him.

However, during these two weeks of entanglement, Wen Hua knew more or less about it.

She's obedient, at least outwardly so, which gives her a brief respite.

It's true that I feel terrible.

It's really painful.

Let alone pregnancy, even a normal person couldn't withstand the kind of torment Fu Shishen puts her through.

She knew better than anyone how ruthless this man could be when he was angry, after seven years of marriage.

She endured it for half a month, but she really couldn't hold on any longer.

After each time, the baby in my belly would move around for a long time before finally calming down.

"Where does it hurt?" Fu Shishen asked casually.

Wen Hua did not respond.

However, you can feel that Fu Shishen's speed has slowed down.

Her hands gripped the edge of the bed frame so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Fu Shishen just watched.

He knew that Wen Hua was indeed at her limit.

"Wen Hua, just give in and I'll let it go, okay?" Fu Shishen's voice was low, close to Wen Hua's ear.

They still have it posted.

Wen Hua could hear Fu Shishen's breathing and smell the faint scent of tobacco on his body.

She didn't want to take oral medication.

She felt that she would go insane sooner or later due to this distorted mental state.

She was driven mad by Fu Shishen.

But she refused to back down, which resulted in endless torment.

Wen Hua closed her eyes, refusing to look at the man: "Please."

"Who am I?" Fu Shishen asked in a condescending tone.

"Fu Shishen," Wen Hua called out the man's name.

Fu Shishen wasn't about to let Wen Hua off the hook: "Change to another one."

This is an extreme form of possessiveness.

We must torture Wen Hua until she completely submits and compromises.

This continued until Fu Shishen was satisfied.

Wen Hua remained silent.

She knew what Fu Shishen wanted, but she was unwilling.

The term she once longed for most, softly calling Fu Shishen "husband," has now become something Wen Hua is unwilling to use.

It seemed to be a mockery of her past sacrifices for Fu Shishen.

Therefore, Fu Shishen did not push Wen Hua to the extreme, and Wen Hua could no longer call out to her.

"Wen Hua," Fu Shishen's voice was even lower, a warning, "What did you call me?"

The actions that had previously eased off are now becoming increasingly aggressive.

That uncomfortable feeling came over me instantly.

Wen Hua's breathing began to quicken.

Fu Shishen's gaze remained fixed on the scene.

The Wen Hua of the past never had any rebellious thoughts in front of him.

Even if she was shy or unwilling, Wen Hua would comply as long as he liked it.

Every time Wen Hua uttered the word "husband" from her red lips, it was an exhilarating feeling that went straight to the top of her head.

It's hard to describe.

But Fu Shishen knew that this was the deepest control he had over Wen Hua.

Because of love, we act without restraint.

Now that such support is gone, Fu Shishen is eager to regain that feeling.

Not an inch will be yielded.

"Husband—" Wen Hua screamed.

She couldn't hold back any longer under Fu Shishen's tyranny.

"Say it again!" Fu Shishen said in a low voice.

Wen Hua called out repeatedly until Fu Shishen was satisfied, and then he finally released Wen Hua completely.

Wen Hua was drenched in sweat, and Fu Shishen was in no better shape.

For a moment, the room was eerily quiet.

Wen Hua closed her eyes, completely exhausted.

She paused for a moment, then instinctively looked down when she felt a cold touch on her neck.

It's a diamond choker with a kitten pendant.

Wen Hua loves cats.

However, they cannot be raised in the Fu family.

Fu Shishen is allergic to cat fur.

Even if this person spends very little time at home, they are absolutely not allowed to appear.

Wen Hua had secretly kept a cat before, but it disappeared without a trace.

She dared not think.

But now, Fu Shishen has suddenly given her a collarbone necklace with a cat pendant, leaving her somewhat at a loss.

In the seven years of their marriage, Fu Shishen had never given himself anything.

Even if there were any, they were delivered by Cheng Ming, not by Fu Shishen.

Just like the bracelet that she once thought was a gift from Fu Shishen, which she treasured.

It turned out that it was just what Jiang Ruan didn't want.

Is it still like this now?

"I don't want to—" Wen Hua refused without even thinking.

Fu Shishen pressed down on Wen Hua's hand, not giving her a chance to remove the collarbone chain.

"You're wearing it, so wear it," Fu Shishen commanded in a low voice.

"Fu Shishen, is it something Jiang Ruan doesn't want, so you're just trying to make me happy?" Wen Hua asked Fu Shishen coldly.

The previous warmth vanished in an instant.

"Wen Hua, what do you mean by that?" Fu Shishen's voice also turned cold.

Wen Hua wanted to question him.

But when the words were about to come out, she suddenly felt there was nothing to say.

She was always the one Fu Shishen condemned.

Further discussion is pointless.

"It doesn't mean anything." Wen Hua didn't resist.

It's the same as taking it off after Fu Shishen leaves.

Fu Shishen looked down at her, his eyes deep: "Do you think I just gave you Jiang Ruan, whom I didn't want anymore?"

She didn't respond, but that attitude was an admission.

"Don't worry, it's for Jiang Ruan, I won't have your surname engraved on it. Also, Jiang Ruan hates cats," Fu Shishen said indifferently.