Chapter 389
The off-white, handmade casual shirt was paired with slim-fit black suit pants, which enveloped his long, straight legs. At that moment, he was adjusting the watch on his wrist. noveldrama
What was he doing?
He had even changed his clothes; did this truly mean he was going back?
She gazed at the tall, upright figure and, inexplicably, felt a wave of disappointment deep in her heart, "Mucen, I heard you’re going back? Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. Long journeys could be bad for you."
Ou Mucen was slightly bent over, tidying up his appearance!
His wound was still very painful, almost preventing him from straightening his back, and what was even worse, due to excessive blood loss, the view outside the window seemed somewhat blurry to him after standing up.
Even so, he didn’t stop adjusting his attire, fastening all the buttons on his shirt, including the two on his sleeves.
When he heard the woman’s voice behind him, his fingers paused ever so slightly. After a moment, a voice devoid of warmth spilled from his pale, bloodless lips, "This is all your doing, isn’t it?"
"What?"
La Chenxi’s complexion instantly turned pale!
What was he saying?
Claiming that all of this was her doing? She...
"Mucen, I..."
"You don’t need to deny it. If no one had specifically tipped off Lin Yebai, with the arrangements I made, it would have been impossible for him to find this place. Also, coming so late on purpose today was to make sure Gao Ziyang saw the two of them meeting, right?"
He spoke coolly and emotionlessly, his tone so calm that it appeared as if he were discussing the most mundane matter.
Yet, to the woman behind him, this tranquil tone seemed like the most terrifying sound from hell; with every word he uttered, with every sentence he spoke, she felt herself falling deeper into a horrific abyss.
Eventually, after he finished speaking, she had plummeted into hell itself.
"Mucen, I... I just wanted you to know, that woman is not a good woman at all. She has an unclear relationship with that man surnamed Lin, and she came here to seduce you. Mucen, she really doesn’t deserve someone like you!"
"What do you mean by ’deserve’? Do you think you, La Chenxi, are deserving?"
He finally turned around, his features still resplendent and refined, but his eyes were like a cold lake under the bright light outside the window, full of scorn and icy mockery, chilling and frightening to behold.
"Let me tell you, La Chenxi, in my eyes, any woman has more rights than you do!" He stared at her as he enunciated every word, with neither pity nor tenderness.
At that moment, in his eyes, she was truly less than a stranger.
La Chenxi finally despaired, staring blankly as he gathered his things, then stooped to pick up the notebook and walked past her. Finally, she trembled all over and tears started to fall, "What exactly do you want me to do? Will you only forgive me if I die?"
"..."
No!
Even if you died, it would have nothing to do with me!
Without any hesitation, he took the notebook and left...
The woman was left alone in the room. Her lips trembled fiercely, and her body swayed before she finally collapsed to the floor in tears...
Who was there to blame?