My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 101 Having a Child

ensure?

Song Yafei made many promises, but whenever I encountered Yu Chengliang, I was always forced to step aside.

I don't even have much hope that she will take the painting back herself.

I was figuring out how to get the painting back from Yu Chengliang.

All he wants is my current identity; the question is how to make Song Yafei willingly give me up.

Finally, I finished the bowl of chicken soup under Song Yafei's watchful gaze.

After I finished drinking, I went to the study to look at the design drawings. Seeing that I had calmed down, Song Yafei left home after receiving a call from Assistant Luo.

We were in such a tense situation that I thought she wouldn't come to the villa again anytime soon.

But in the days that followed, she came back every day, no matter how late it was.

Even Aunt Lin noticed the change in her. When Song Yafei wasn't home that day, Aunt Lin couldn't help but say something.

“Sir, I’ve noticed that Madam has changed a lot lately. She comes home every day, no matter how late, and the first thing she does when she gets back is ask about your health. She cares about you more than before.”

I just listened to those words and let them go. Once I decided not to wallow in despair, these trivial little things could no longer move me, and I no longer cared about them.

That night, as I lay on my side, half asleep and half awake, I heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open.

We haven't been back to that room since the day I destroyed our wedding photos in the master bedroom.

Song Yafei also moved into the side bedroom with me, which I naturally resisted.

However, my refusal is usually useless with Song Yafei.

Even though I heard the sound, I didn't open my eyes; I didn't want to pay attention.

Then I heard rustling sounds, and the sound of her going in and out.

I don't know how much time passed, but then she put her hand on my waist and hugged me from behind.

Her hand caressed my waist, then moved to my chest.

This is her signal that she's seeking intimacy.

Every time I was teased, I couldn't help but succumb to her.

She's been doing this a lot lately, but I usually refuse whenever I can.

When he couldn't refuse, he would just go through the motions, becoming nothing more than a tool for her to satisfy her physical needs.

Tonight I don't want to talk to her, so I'll continue pretending to be asleep.

But this time it seemed I couldn't refuse. Song Yafei tried to pry my body so that I would face her.

I forced myself to endure it, my body stiff.

I didn't expect her to have any intention of letting me go tonight; her nimble little tongue was already wreaking havoc on my back.

The repeated licking sent shivers down my spine.

Even so, I just clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms, and endured it.

Suddenly, Song Yafei stopped, half-lying on me, and whispered in my ear, "I know you're not asleep."

A seductive voice is like a sharp sword, striking directly at the vitals.

The next moment, she flipped me over so we were face to face.

Song Yafei gently stroked my face, a rare display of tenderness.

Her voice was hoarse with desire, "Zhang Tian, ​​let's have a child."

child?

She brought it up more than once.

She used to be very resistant, but now she repeatedly wants to get pregnant and have children.

This makes me have to be suspicious.

Before I knew it, she had answered my question.

I don't know what happened, but her mood suddenly became a little down. She looked at me and muttered softly.

"Once we have a child, you won't want to divorce me anymore, right?"

So that's what she was planning.

But how can a child possibly hold someone who has already decided to divorce back?

I grabbed her hand and said to her very seriously, "If you want me to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, I can cooperate with you. But don't even think about having children."

Perhaps it was because I had never rejected her so decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.

Song Yafei sat up abruptly. "Why? Haven't you always wanted a child with me? With a child, you won't be lonely."

alone?

I feel lonely even though we're together almost every day. Does having a child make a difference?

If a marriage needs a child to bind it together, then that child is not the fruit of happiness that the marriage needs.

I already rejected her last time, but she was unmoved and still has this kind of idea.

I don't think I have the ability to change her mind in a short period of time.

The slight arousal she had stirred within me had vanished completely.

I didn't look at her, turned my back to her, and said, "I'm tired, I should get some rest."

I could feel Song Yafei staring at me, but I didn't turn around and kept my back to her.

I don't know how long she endured this state, then I heard her phone ring.

She probably thought I was asleep, so she got out of bed and went to the bathroom to answer the phone.

A moment later, I heard her voice, tinged with anger and gritted teeth, "If you're sick, go see a doctor. What can I do?"

She remained silent, not knowing what the person on the phone said to her.

I subconsciously assumed that the person speaking was Yu Chengliang.

Only his affairs could cause such a drastic change in Song Yafei's emotions.

After coming out of the bathroom, Song Yafei went straight to the wardrobe; she knew I wasn't asleep.

"Zhang Tian, ​​I need to go out for a bit. Could you help me get some clothes ready?"

She wants to go out to see that man, but she wants me to help her get everything sorted out. I don't know what she's really thinking.

But I know my own feelings, and I refuse.

"Find it yourself," I replied coldly.

Seeing that I remained unmoved, Song Yafei was not angry, but lowered her voice and said, "You know, I don't like others touching my things."

At times like these, I actually became one of her own.

However, I will not change my mind because of her two sentences.

"In fact, you and I are just business partners, and I am also the other person you are talking about."

Perhaps it had been a long time since she had seen me like this, or perhaps my repeated provocations had made her lose patience.

She stood there, her once tender expression now replaced by anger, staring at me without moving.

Right now, they probably wish they could tear me to pieces, but I'm determined not to change my mind easily because of her words this time.

After waiting a while, perhaps realizing that I really wouldn't do anything for her anymore, she finally turned cold.

"Your behavior reminds me of when we broke up. You're still the same as before, so cold and heartless."

As she spoke, she grabbed a black suit and left the side bedroom.

My heart aches whenever I think about our breakup back then, and I'm overwhelmed with guilt.

I curled up, trembling uncontrollably, and just as I was about to be swallowed up, I told myself over and over again.

I've paid back everything I owed her. I don't owe her anything, not at all!

A short while later, the sound of her car driving away could be heard downstairs again.

I should have felt relieved, and indeed I did feel a great weight lifted off my shoulders.

But I can't lie to my own heart.

Even now, her departure still leaves a lingering ache in my heart.