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Lu Yi Heng is not as courteous as Su Qian, but he is definitely not someone who loses his temper easily.
They are different from Xiao Minxing; at least in front of me, he can control his emotions well. Even when there were disputes between me and his younger sister, Lu Yishan, he handled everything appropriately.
So, hearing such a seriously reproachful remark made me uncomfortable and a bit guilty.
After a long pause, I lowered my head and said, "I don’t understand him, and he won’t let me understand him. So as his wife, I have failed."
"In that case, your divorce is indeed necessary," Lu Yi Heng interrupted me almost before I finished speaking, his tone unfriendly.
I was shocked and looked up at him, unable to say a word for a long time.
My mind was in chaos. Did even his best friend see that we couldn’t go on like this?
Or is he considering his sister's future, which is why he supports my decision?
Or did Xiao Minxing tell him something? As fellow doctors and friends, could it be that Guan Mingyue had already informed him about her condition and its cause, which is why he reacted this way?
At that moment, my phone vibrated in my bag with a buzzing sound.
I took it out and saw Mina's number. I remembered our half-hour appointment and hurriedly answered the call.
She was anxious on the other end: "Where are you? I've called several times without an answer. Zhuo Feng and I are about to tear the hospital apart looking for you!"
"I'm fine; you don't need to look for me. Just wait for me downstairs; I'll be down shortly." This was the most rational thing I had said since coming here.
Lu Yi Heng glanced at me coolly, then turned his eyes back to the door and said, "Miss Qiu, since you have something to attend to, you should leave."
I hurriedly said, "What about Xiao Minxing? Does his family know about this?"
Lu Yi Heng's lips twitched slightly, not quite a smile, as if he was deliberately making a certain expression. He said, "They still don't know. His affairs have always been kept from the people at the old house. So if anyone asks you about him, I hope you won't let anything slip."
I found it particularly unbelievable. He was so ill, I was about to divorce him, and yet no one in his family knew?
What if something really happened? What would happen then?
Even if the whole family couldn't be relied upon, I thought his mother was still trustworthy. Every time I saw her, she seemed to be wholeheartedly helping him. How could she not know anything?
Moreover, when we got married, it was this Mother-in-law who helped make everything go so smoothly. He wasn't someone who kept his family out of everything; why was this matter different?
But I felt I couldn't persuade Lu Yi Heng and could only say softly, "Then how about I stay to take care of him? At least for now, I'm still his family and know about his condition."
Lu Yi Heng's expression changed slightly. Finally, he looked straight into my eyes and said, "If you really want to stay, then everything must go according to my arrangements."
I didn't speak and just looked at him.
He shifted his gaze away and after a moment of silence said, "First, no matter whose child it is, in front of him you must tell him it's his. Second, do not mention divorce."
"Why is that?" I asked urgently.
Lu Yi Heng did not avoid the question and asked me back, "Don't you think you're very contradictory? On one hand, you're giving him hope; on the other hand, you're letting him despair. Xiao Minxing's illness indeed arose because of you. No one else has brought him this kind of anxiety and uncertainty. In his heart, he has never truly cared about anything—be it the company or wealth; for him, they are just fillers in life. Having them is fine; not having them is also okay. Only you are different."
I looked at him for a long time before asking, "So do you mean it's better for me to stay or not to stay?"
"What do you think?" Lu Yi Heng asked.
I couldn't answer that question. In fact, they didn't know Xiao Minxing's attitude towards me. They were probably thinking about our relationship from their own subjective perspective.
No one knew the details of my life, the torment and suffering I had endured.
Of course, I also doubted whether Xiao Minxing's illness was really as they said. If he truly feared my departure, why would he provoke me at every turn?
No one behaves like that.
Although he claimed he would never divorce me, his actions consistently pushed me towards a dead end.
Sometimes I wondered, if I really died, what would he feel? Would he be happy? This deceiver finally tortured me to the point of losing my life, receiving the punishment I deserved, and gaining his freedom.
Ultimately, what he wanted was that domineering power, the right to control me, rather than truly needing me as a person.
So even if I stayed, it wouldn't help him; it would only return us to the cycle of the past.
It was as if my soul had awakened. Realizing this, I didn't want to continue talking with Lu Yi Heng for another moment. I put my phone away and said, "He doesn't necessarily want to see me. Perhaps seeing me would worsen his condition. I should leave first."
As I came down from the building, I realized my face was wet. When I wiped it with my hand, it turned out to be tears that had already grown cold.
Having come this far, it would be better to cut ties completely. He could return to his original life, and I could go back to mine. Perhaps that would be the most effective help for his condition.
Zhuo Feng and Mina didn't say a word when they saw me and drove away from the Hospital.
At the first intersection, I had them stop and said, "I need to go home for a bit."
"I'll take you back," Mina immediately replied.
I didn't agree, picked up my bag from the seat, and said, "Xiao Minxing is still in the Hospital and won't be back that soon. There won't be any issues. You two go ahead with your plans. If I don't come back to your place tonight, there's no need to worry."
Mina waited for me to finish before responding, "Let's contact each other later. Make sure your Mobile Phone is on."
I nodded, got out of their car, and hailed a taxi to go home.
It seemed like no one had cleaned the house for several days; the floor was quite dirty. There were some Wine Bottles piled on the living room table, and the Sofa cushions were thrown on the floor. Two pieces of Xiao Minxing's clothing were casually tossed over the back of the Sofa, looking like he had taken them off while sitting there.
I quickly tidied up, throwing what needed washing into the washing machine.
Then I headed upstairs.
His room was fine; it wasn't messy, but there was some dust inside, suggesting it hadn't been occupied for several days. In contrast, my room was a mess with many things thrown around and marks left from something being hit.
The blanket on the bed had also fallen to the floor, the light was still on, and the curtains were half drawn, letting in the light of the setting sun outside.
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