In the dead of night, Qin He was fast asleep when she suddenly felt her clothes being pulled away.
She opened her eyes in panic.
It was Gu Qishen, her husband in the eyes of the law.
The man's expression was as cold as ever. Even as he engaged in the most intimate act with her, he couldn't spare a single gentle look.
In their two years of marriage, he had returned home less than ten times.
Qin He's face turned pale. She bit her lip, trying to recall, but her consciousness gradually dissipated. Finally, under Gu Qishen's unrestrained ravaging, she fainted.
...
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, falling onto the bedroom bed.
Qin He slowly woke up, feeling the ache all over her body. She let out a bitter smile.
Turning her head, the spot beside her was already cold.
Gu Qishen was long gone.
She was accustomed to it.
Qin He got out of bed. The undeniable soreness made her movements slow. She picked up the clothes by the bedside and put them on, then tidied the messy bed.
*Click—*
A soft sound came from behind her.
Qin He turned around and saw Gu Qishen, dressed in a suit, pushing open the door and entering.
The man, long accustomed to being in a high position, always carried an air of condescending arrogance, coupled with an inherent nobility and dominance.
Qin He was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You haven't gone to work yet?"
"I've eaten." Gu Qishen ignored her question and directly handed her the item in his hand.
Qin He subconsciously took it and lowered her head to turn the packaging box in her hand, only then did she clearly see the words on it.
Contraceptive pills.
She unconsciously clutched the packaging box, lowered her head, and whispered, "Qishen, I don't want to take it... I..."
"Take it," Gu Qishen said with a frown, directly interrupting Qin He's unfinished words.
He hated her submissive and meek demeanor the most.
Qin He's gaze dimmed, and she pursed her lips.
She opened the packaging box in her hand, took out a pill, then turned and picked up the cup by the bed that had been sitting there all night. She swallowed the pill with the remaining water in the cup.
She didn't want to take it.
She was allergic to contraceptive pills.
They would cause her to break out in hives.
But Gu Qishen never knew.
He never cared about her. What good would it do even if she told him?
Qin He put down the cup. Before she could straighten up, she heard the man's cold voice again—
"Qin He, let's get a divorce."
The harsh words pierced Qin He's ears. She looked up at him in disbelief, and after a long while, she found her voice, asking with difficulty, "Why now..."
Tomorrow... was their second wedding anniversary.
Gu Qishen's voice was calm and indifferent, his words straightforward and cruel: "Qin He, you know I don't love you."
"I married you because I needed a wife, and you were obedient. That's all."
"Besides."
"She's back."
...
She's back.
Qin He didn't actually know this "she."
But she had accidentally seen a photo in Gu Qishen's wallet and heard him whisper a name in his sleep at night.
Qin He's eyes turned red. She instinctively reached out to grab his sleeve.
Gu Qishen dodged her unceremoniously and said directly, "You can have as much money as you want."
Qin He's hand froze mid-air. She said numbly, "Is that how you see me?"
So, he thought she had only married him for money?
Gu Qishen frowned.
Wasn't it?
He remembered she was very happy when he gave her the secondary bank card.
"The suburban villa complex will also be transferred to your name. Pack your things and head to the Civil Affairs Bureau this afternoon." As he finished speaking, his phone rang.
He quickly took out his phone and glanced at it, his expression softening, "... It's all settled. Good girl, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, he didn't say another word and turned to leave.
Qin He went downstairs like a walking corpse and walked out the door.
The maid called out to her worriedly, "Madam, what's wrong? Where are you going?"
Qin He's voice was hoarse, "I'm going out for a walk alone. It's nothing."
She wandered aimlessly on the street. She didn't know where to go, but she knew that if she stayed in that house any longer, she would suffocate!
At this moment, her phone vibrated.
Someone had sent her a picture.
Qin He subconsciously bit her lip tightly.
In the photo, a slender woman was pressed close to the man, embracing him intimately.
Her heart ached as if it were about to split open.
Qin He bit her lip until it bled. Her entire body was cold, and she was trembling.
Her gaze was vacant. Somehow, she dazedly started walking across the road.
Suddenly, a passerby waiting at the traffic light shouted sharply, "Watch out!"
Before Qin He could react, her body was hit by a truck and sent flying.