Five years without pregnancy means you're too weak; I remarried a powerful man and had triplets

In that instant, countless emotions surged into my heart, and memories of the two of us from the past flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

When she first married him, she was clumsily chopping vegetables in the kitchen, her fingers wrapped in bandages, but she still turned around and smiled at him.

When he won his first director's award, she cried even harder than he did in the audience, her eyes sparkling.

Later, he became increasingly busy, and she would always leave a light on late at night to wait for him, even if she fell asleep at the table, she would still be holding a cup of warm milk for him.

These images, once his warmest comfort when he was exhausted, have now become needles piercing his heart.

He felt his heels go weak, as if he were stepping on cotton. He staggered back two steps and with a "thud," his lower back slammed heavily against the edge of the mahogany desk.

The sound was so deep and muffled it was startling; it even seemed to make your spine tremble.

But his face was numb, as if he couldn't feel the pain. Perhaps the pain in his heart was too intense, overshadowing the physical pain.

Shen Zhiyi felt the sound was very heavy, but Xu Zhesheng showed no sign of pain on his face.

She pursed her lips, but ultimately didn't ask.

Seeing her indifferent attitude, and not even bothering to ask "Are you alright?", Xu Zhesheng's last bit of hope vanished completely.

His vision blurred, but he held on by sheer willpower, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, using the sharp pain to keep him conscious.

He looked down at the divorce agreement in his hand; those few sheets of paper felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Suddenly, he let out a cold, sneer, a hoarse laugh that sounded like sandpaper scraping against rough cement.

He flipped to the last page, grabbed the page on property distribution, and with a "rip," the paper tore in two in his hand, which he then crumpled into a ball.

"Want a share of the property? You're dreaming!" His voice was icy, laced with hysterical ruthlessness. "This agreement only states divorce, not property division! You want a divorce? Fine, leave with nothing! Otherwise, we'll just drag this out and see who outlasts whom!"

These words were less of a threat and more of his last struggle.

He was trying to keep her, or at least, to salvage a shred of his fragile self-respect, through this almost shameless method.

He thought she would panic, cry, and, like in every argument before, eventually give in and come back to him.

Shen Zhiyi finally reacted. She sighed softly, without anger or disappointment, only looking at Xu Zhesheng with eyes full of pity.

She always had a habit of keeping records of everything she did, and as soon as she received the divorce agreement, she prepared several copies. Moreover, the lawyer had already sent her the electronic document.

She calmly pulled out an identical document from her notebook and laid it flat on the table.

"Xu Zhesheng, tear off one sheet, and I'll have a hundred more. I can make countless copies if you want."

"If you don't sign today, I'll sue you in court tomorrow. As for the property, you were the one who cheated first, so I think the court will give me a better allocation."

She paused, tapping her fingers on the agreement. "Sign it. The villa is what you promised me. I'll only take what I'm entitled to. I don't want anything else. I find it dirty."

She didn't expose his transfer of assets, perhaps she was also gambling, gambling on his last shred of conscience, gambling that after all these years, he still had some genuine feelings for her.

Xu Zhesheng gripped the pen, his knuckles turning white.

He stared intently at her, trying to find even the slightest flaw in her calm face.

But no.

She was too calm, as calm as a deep pool of water, unfathomable.

He suddenly realized that delaying tactics were ineffective against her.

She... really doesn't want it anymore.

This sense of abandonment finally overwhelmed his last shred of self-respect.

He gritted his teeth and signed his name with such force that it seemed as if he were about to break the pen tip.

After signing, he slammed the agreement down in front of her: "Is this okay now?"

The agreement landed as lightly as a feather at Shen Zhiyi's feet, carrying a strong sense of humiliation.

She showed no emotion, calmly squatted down, picked up the agreement, gently patted off the dust, and then stood up and smiled at Xu Zhesheng.

She smiled gently and brightly, her eyes filled with the relief of finally being over.

He then turned and left his office without looking back.

Her figure was still slender and tall. Xu Zhesheng suddenly remembered how she looked in the bar last night. She was so glamorous and dazzling, attracting the attention of all the opposite sexes.

He really... lost her...

An impulse surged within him, and he wanted to chase after them, but reason held him back. He even bit his lower lip until it tasted blood.

As Shen Zhiyi pushed open the door, she came face to face with Su Manman, who was about to enter.

She continued to fiddle with the ring on her hand, as if showing off a treasure, placing it on her shoulder at any time.

"Sister Zhi?" Upon seeing Shen Zhiyi, Su Manman's eyes flashed with surprise, as if she hadn't expected that Shen Zhiyi would succeed in getting alone with Xu Zhesheng while she was away.

But then she immediately laughed: "You haven't given me today's edits yet? Sister Zhi, are you going to be working on it until late at night again? Sigh, with your efficiency, I don't know how you earned the title of 'Gold Medal Editor'..."

"I'll give it to you in a bit," Shen Zhiyi said calmly. Since Xu Zhesheng had already signed it, she was in a great mood and didn't pay any attention to Su Manman's sarcastic remarks.

After all, she knows her own abilities best and doesn't need others' judgment.

There were many staff members coming and going around. Su Manman wanted to make things difficult for her, but she couldn't find a reason for it right away. She bit her lip and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Zhi."

She reached out and gently tidied Shen Zhiyi's hair. The three-carat diamond ring was gleaming on her hand, making it hard for Shen Zhiyi to ignore it.

Noticing her gaze, Su Manman smiled smugly, touched the ring, and said, "Last night my stomach suddenly hurt a lot, I thought I was going into labor, so I called A Zhe and he rushed over and took me to the hospital for a checkup. It turned out that it was just the baby moving."

"Seeing how much I was suffering, he took me shopping today. I immediately fell in love with this ring. Isn't it beautiful?"

As she spoke, she waved the ring in front of Shen Zhiyi again, "It's so expensive, it costs over a million. I originally thought it was too expensive, but Zhe saw that I really liked it, so he bought it for me without even blinking."

"Sister Zhi, please don't mind."

She whispered the last sentence in her ear, her deliberately provocative manner making anyone who saw it angry.

She hoped that Shen Zhiyi would go crazy and get angry in front of Xu Zhesheng, so that she would appear even more gentle and sensible.

But she waited for a long time and saw no reaction from Shen Zhiyi.

When she looked up, she saw Shen Zhiyi staring at her with a bewildered expression, as if to say, "What's it to me?"

"If there's nothing else, Miss Su, I'll head back to work."

She didn't want to say another word to her.

Behind him, Xu Zhesheng finally noticed the commotion.

He was feeling down and just wanted to be alone; he had no desire to spend time with Su Manman at the moment.

A cold glare swept over him: "Who let you in? Get out!"