Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua clicked on it subconsciously.

Those were photos of the car accident scene; she saw the bowl of beef noodles scattered on the ground.

It's still steaming hot.

It turns out, the Joker really was himself.

Fu Shishen's car accident happened because he was protecting Jiang Ruan.

Now, Jiang Ruan is by his side, speaking softly and gently.

But fate seemed determined not to let her off so easily; as she turned around, a nurse pushed a cart over.

They are chatting.

"I heard that the car accident last night happened because President Fu was protecting Jiang Ruan."

"I heard that from the emergency medical staff. When they arrived, Mr. Fu still hadn't let go of Jiang Ruan."

"Jiang Ruan is so lucky. President Fu has always protected her, and she has had a smooth career in the entertainment industry."

"We'll see when she becomes Mrs. Fu."

"They should be making an official announcement soon, right? Isn't Jiang Ruan pregnant?"

……

Her words, though seemingly casual, were like sharp blades, stabbing into Wen Hua's heart again and again.

Blood was flowing freely, and the pain was excruciating.

She thought of how she had cooked for Fu Shishen, washed his clothes, and waited for him.

To ensure he had no worries, she took on all the household chores.

He always has his favorite dishes when he comes home.

His wardrobe is always filled with ironed suits and shirts, perfectly matched ties and watches; there's no need for him to search for anything.

She could even clearly perceive his subtle changes.

Wen Hua has a scale in her hands to weigh all her joys and sorrows.

But all she did was no match for Jiang Ruan's gentle words.

Because Fu Shishen always wanted Jiang Ruan.

As she thought about it, Wen Hua's eyes became sore and moist.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't make a sound. It felt like my chest was completely blocked, and I felt incredibly suffocated.

The nurses' hushed chatter still lingered in my ears.

She didn't dare linger for even a second and turned to run out of the hospital.

Until she returned to her apartment.

Even at the very end, Wen Hua didn't know how she fell asleep.

Her nightmares, however, were filled with images of her entanglement with Fu Shishen.

It was giving her a headache.

When it was dawn, Wen Hua wanted to check the time, but found that her phone was out of battery.

Fearing that Zhou Yi might not be able to contact her, she immediately recharged her phone.

When she turned her phone back on, Wen Hua saw more than a hundred missed calls.

They all belong to Fu Shishen.

She was somewhat taken aback.

In their seven years of marriage, only Wen Hua had ever called Fu Shishen; he had never once called her.

Why is this person calling themselves like they've gone crazy?

Before she could react, she saw Cheng Ming's messages popping up one after another.

[Madam, Mr. Fu refuses to take his medicine or get an IV drip, and he's throwing a tantrum right now.]

"Madam, the doctor said that if this continues, something bad will happen."

"Madam, Mr. Fu has been taken to the emergency room. When he was brought in, I heard him call your name."

Finally, there was an audio clip.

Wen Hua opened it unconsciously.

It was Fu Shishen's hoarse voice that came through: "Wen Hua, Hua Hua..."

Wen Hua tightened her grip on her phone.

For seven years of marriage, Fu Shishen never called himself Huahua, but always used his full name.

Even when emotions are running high, Fu Shishen never smiles and simply indulges in unrestrained passion.

She had been longing for intimacy for a long time, but she couldn't get it.

Hearing this suddenly, Wen Hua felt as if her heart was trembling.

Before she could recover from those emotions, her phone vibrated again.

Fu Shishen called.

Whether it was a slip of the hand or suppressed emotions, she answered his call this time.

"Where are you?" Fu Shishen's voice sounded weak, but it carried a questioning tone and dissatisfaction.

"At home," Wen Hua replied casually.

"Come to the hospital immediately," Fu Shishen ordered Wen Hua.

Then Fu Shishen hung up the phone.

After seven years of marriage, Wen Hua knew all too well the consequences of disobeying Fu Shishen.

She could ignore it, but ultimately she and Fu Shishen were still married.

Wen Hua didn't want to give people something to talk about.

She looked at the phone that had just been hung up and took out a pre-printed divorce agreement from a drawer next to her.

Fine, I'll go to the hospital and give the divorce papers to Fu Shishen.

Divorce means there's truly no more contact.

This thought gradually calmed Wen Hua down.

She took a deep breath and didn't rush out, but instead tidied herself up.

She changed into a denim skirt and paired it with white sneakers.

This is Wen Hua before she married into the Fu family, radiating youthful energy.

She is only 27 years old now.

Looking in the mirror, she casually put her hair up in a bun and secured it with a hairpin.

I only applied a BB cream to my face.

She was so clean, she looked just like a female college student.

Before going to the hospital, she went downstairs to buy breakfast, intending to eat it on the way.

After everything was ready, she took a taxi to the hospital.

On the way, whether it was the discomfort from the bumpy ride or the pregnancy symptoms, Wen Hua felt nauseous.

She forced herself to endure it, and naturally lost her appetite.

The breakfast I bought on a whim was taken all the way to the hospital.

She didn't even notify anyone, and quietly went to Fu Shishen's ward.

As a result, Wen Hua saw Jiang Ruan outside as soon as she stepped out of the elevator.

Anxious, aggrieved, nervous.

A variety of expressions seamlessly switched across that delicate little face.

When Wen Hua appeared, Jiang Ruan looked at her.

Her expression instantly switched to provocation.

Wen Hua really felt that Jiang Ruan portrayed the double-faced character to the fullest.

No wonder she's an award-winning actress.

"Wen Hua, what brings you here? Shi Shen probably doesn't like you being here." Jiang Ruan looked at her quietly, speaking with the air of a mistress of the house.

Jiang Ruan assumed that Wen Hua would turn around and leave.

In her opinion, Wen Hua was easily defeated.

They can be easily defeated.

But now, Wen Hua was only looking at Jiang Ruan, and her voice was somewhat indifferent.

"Miss Jiang, I am Mrs. Shen, and it is perfectly reasonable for me to be here. But Miss Jiang, what is your identity here? Shi Shen's lover? His rumored girlfriend? But no matter what, you are probably the third party in our marriage."

Wen Hua retorted to Jiang Ruan with a blank expression.

Jiang Ruan's expression changed instantly.

She watched Jiang Ruan's expression change and suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction.

It was a kind of exhilarating feeling of giving up and letting things fall apart.

She already wanted to give up on the marriage, so why make herself unhappy?

"Wen Hua, you..." Jiang Ruan was so embarrassed that her eyes instantly turned red, as if she was about to burst into tears.

"Is there anything else? If not, please make way." Wen Hua remained indifferent.

Jiang Ruan did not allow it.

Wen Hua just stared at it steadily.

Cheng Ming rushed over after receiving the news, and seeing this scene, he also began to have a headache.

He knew that Fu Shishen favored Jiang Ruan.

But he knew even better that Jiang Ruan couldn't handle Fu Shishen.

When Fu Shishen was sick, only Wen Hua could comfort him.

If Fu Shishen continues to cause trouble in this situation, no one knows what will happen.

Cheng Ming sighed, "Madam, Mr. Fu is waiting for you."

Wen Hua nodded in acknowledgment, ignored Jiang Ruan, and walked towards the ward.

She could hear Cheng Ming's voice behind her, trying to persuade Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan didn't respond, but you could faintly hear sobbing; Jiang Ruan was crying.

She seemed to realize something.

Yesterday's car accident was probably not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Wen Hua remained silent for a moment before pushing open the door and going in.