Chapter 166: Chapter 36 Sun Dacheng: Director Sun, our short drama has blown up! We’re making money!
At her front door, he set her down. She opened it, said thank you, and then hurriedly shut it, seemingly not wanting him to be seen by someone inside.
After she closed the door, before she could even calm herself, she heard a gloomy voice from behind her.
"Who was that man who brought you home?"
She spun around quickly. In the pitch-black living room, she could faintly make out the figure of a man in a wheelchair. She flipped on the light, flooding the room in brightness. The man instinctively shielded his eyes with his hand, as if he wasn’t used to such strong light.
Wang Manman struggled to change her shoes, grimacing from the pain as she walked over to him.
"He’s a customer from the bar. He saw I’d sprained my ankle and brought me home. There’s nothing going on between us. It’s completely innocent, so don’t let your imagination run wild."
The man in the wheelchair let out a hair-raising, cold cackle. "Am I letting my imagination run wild, or did you do something to betray me and our child? You know the truth in your own heart."
Wang Manman didn’t seem to want to explain any further. Ever since the accident that left him paralyzed and confined to their home, her husband’s temper had grown increasingly strange. They had had similar arguments countless times. She was truly getting tired of it.
Even if she explained everything clearly and won the argument this time, another one would just start up again soon, and it would only get worse. His temper soured more and more with each incident.
At first, she thought it was just because her husband was in a bad mood after the sudden tragedy. Initially, she could understand and tolerate it. But who would have known that her forbearance would only be met with him pushing his luck and growing even more unreasonable?
He was paranoid all day long. Even a male courier delivering a package could arouse his suspicion. He had cursed out every single male neighbor in the vicinity, leaving the entire neighborhood in turmoil. The neighbors they once had good relationships with now refused to have anything to do with their family.
"I don’t want to fight with you. I’m going to put Nan Nan to bed. You should go back to your room and sleep too."
Yes, they were sleeping in separate rooms now. Even if they weren’t, he no longer possessed the abilities of a man. Sleeping together would only remind him of these awful things and make him more irritable and violent. Sleeping separately was better for both of them.
As she walked toward her daughter’s room, the man rolled his wheelchair over and grabbed her by the wrist.
"You’re not going anywhere until you make things clear to me today."
Wang Manman easily shook his hand off and said furiously, "Fang Fan, what the hell do you want? Can we go on living like this or not? If not, then let’s get a divorce!"
Hearing the word "divorce," Fang Fan grew even more enraged. "Ha! So, Wang Manman, you’ve finally said what’s truly on your mind. You’ve felt wronged being stuck with a cripple like me for the past two years, haven’t you? You’ve been itching to find someone better, right? Well, I’m telling you, no chance! As long as I don’t agree, you can never divorce me. You might as well resign yourself to being shackled to this cripple for the rest of your life!"
Hearing his words, Wang Manman’s heart turned to ash. In your eyes, am I, Wang Manman, really that kind of woman?
She remembered how sweet their love had been, which only made the current bitterness harder to bear. When they got married, she had gone against her entire family’s wishes, stealing her household registration book to have a bare-bones wedding with the man she loved. At the time, they had nothing. All the money they had between them was only enough for a single meal at a restaurant. They couldn’t afford wedding photos, let alone a proper ceremony. But she had been blissfully happy.
After getting married, they worked hard together, and their careers finally started to take off. The bar, in particular, was what allowed them to start building savings. They bought a house and had a child. Their lives were on a steady upward path.
But fate is unpredictable.
Fang Fan had an accident while driving drunk. Not only was he paralyzed from the waist down, but because he was entirely at fault, there was no compensation. Thankfully, they had some savings, or he might have died on the operating table.
He lived, but their family was plunged back into poverty overnight.
She had to shoulder the burden of the family all by herself: the business, their child, and her crippled husband. For two years, she had gritted her teeth and carried on.
But what did she get in return? His endless suspicion and arguments.
She was beginning to feel like she couldn’t take it anymore. She was so, so tired.
Gazing at this fragile, sensitive, pitiful, yet hateful man, she was momentarily at a loss for words.
"It’s always the same words. You’re not tired of saying them, but I’m tired of hearing them. Think whatever you want. I’m going to see Nan Nan."
Leaving him behind, she endured the sharp pain in her foot and walked into her daughter’s room.
"Wang Manman, I’m telling you, give up any hope of remarrying after I die! I won’t let you get your way!" the man’s ceaseless scolding followed her from behind.
「In the taxi.」
The young driver was a bit surprised to see Sun Dasheng return so quickly. Wow, buddy, that was fast, he thought. Not exactly a champion, are you?
"Let’s go," Sun Dasheng said, getting into the back seat. He assumed the little demoness inside had been the one waving him over.
After the car started moving, Yang Xintian leaned closer and asked, "What took you so long?"
Sun Dasheng didn’t hide anything and told her what had just happened.
"Oh no! Why didn’t you insist on taking Sister Manman to the hospital to have it checked out?" she complained slightly.
"Your Sister Manman wouldn’t listen to me," Sun Dasheng shrugged helplessly.
Only then did she realize she might have blamed the wrong person. If it were me, I definitely would have forced her to go to the hospital. But Uncle Sun isn’t that close with her, so it really wouldn’t have been right for him to do that.
"I’m sorry, Uncle Sun. Please don’t mind what I just said."
"It’s nothing," Sun Dasheng said with a wave of his hand, indicating he wasn’t bothered.
A short while later, Yang Xintian asked, "Uncle Sun, I drank too much, and my head is spinning. Can I lean on your shoulder and sleep for a bit?"