Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Freya Comes to the Door
When Freya heard He Shaochen's question, she felt a chill in her heart.
Was this the attitude he used to face his wife who had just escaped from danger? There was no greeting, and all he did was reprimand her?
Was this the reaction a husband should have?
"He Shaochen, you …" Seeing He Shaochen walking towards her, Freya had just called out his name, but He Shaochen had already brushed past her, as if he hadn't seen her at all.
Could it be that in his eyes, other than the dead Andol, there was no room for anyone else?
Freya wanted to chase after him, but she was worried about Qiao Qiao's condition. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to walk towards Qiao Qiao.
"Qiao Qiao, don't be sad, I will get an explanation … for you … Qiao Qiao …" Freya saw that Qiao Qiao was frozen in place like a stone statue, not crying, not making a fuss, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Hearing Freya's voice, Qiao Qiao came back to her senses. She saw that the other party was looking at her with a worried expression, and she felt a little bad. She forced herself to squeeze out a smile, shook her head and said, "I'm fine, Freya … It's just that, I suddenly understood a truth …"
"Hmm?"
"So, the living will never be able to compete with the dead …" Speaking up to this point, her voice had a hint of sobbing, until, drop by drop, tears fell down.
Her heart felt an inexplicable pain.
"Qiao Qiao … cry out loud, that will make you feel better …" Freya wiped away Qiao Qiao's tears with heartache as she said this.
"Why should I cry?"
Qiao Qiao seemed to have just realized that she was crying. Another tear fell. Qiao Qiao was shocked. She quickly turned her back to Freya and pretended to be relaxed. "Really, I don't know why sand got into my eyes. Sorry, I didn't … didn't … want to cry …"
She tried her best to suppress the urge to cry, but she really couldn't.
"You're just going to watch?"
"Why don't you ask about Andol?"
"Dead …"
He Shaochen's cold voice was still echoing in her ears. Qiao Qiao pressed her chest. She felt as if her chest was on fire and someone was stabbing her with a steel needle. It was so painful that her whole body was numb.
She covered her mouth. This was the hospital. She was afraid that she would cry out loud.
At this moment, Freya walked in front of her and suddenly hugged her tightly. She said in a very calm voice, "Qiao Qiao, you don't have to suppress your feelings. If you want to cry, just cry."
"Freya …"
The warm touch continued to numb her nerves, and her taut strings snapped without any warning. Qiaoqiao was sluggish for a moment, and then her tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, and her whole body violently trembled.
Very suddenly, she burst into tears. She cried without a care for her image and cried heartbreakingly. She leaned on Freya's shoulder and cried, "I'm so regretful now. Why wasn't I the one who took the bullet? If I was the one who took the bullet, wouldn't the ending be different? "
Even if she died, she didn't want to be questioned by He Shaochen with such an attitude.
Just now, she couldn't see herself in his eyes at all. His face was ashen as he stabbed her chest mercilessly.
How could he be so cruel?
"Wah … Freya, my heart hurts so much. It hurts so much that I can't take it anymore …" Qiao Qiao threw herself into Freya's arms and cried loudly. She cried so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.
Other than the time when her child died, she had never been as sad as she was today. She wanted to die immediately.
Why did you do this to me? Shaochen, why?
Freya hugged Qiao Qiao tightly. Her heart ached terribly, but she didn't know how to comfort Qiao Qiao. Luo Weinuo, tell me, what should I do now?
If this relationship is only left with hurt in the end, then why don't we just end it …
The gunfight in the capital was listed as a major incident and made the headlines of the central news. However, in just half a day, it disappeared without a trace. On the television, the internet, and the newspapers, there wasn't a single trace of this incident. It was as if it had been deliberately hidden.
It had been a week since Andol's death. He Shaochen had been living in a daze. He locked himself in the house and the bottles of alcohol were increasing day by day. He was becoming more and more dispirited.
Family He's main residence was filled with a lifeless atmosphere. When Mother He found out the truth, she was both shocked and surprised. She never thought that Andol, whom she had always thought highly of, would use her!
Moreover, she felt somewhat guilty towards Qiao Qiao. If it wasn't for her, Qiao Qiao wouldn't be infertile. However, Mother He didn't have the chance to apologize.
Because after Qiao Qiao's accident, she didn't return to Family He.
It wasn't until a week later that Freya came to Family He again and directly stated her intention. She wanted to see He Shaochen.
"Freya, why are you here alone? Where's Qiao Qiao? We haven't seen her for the past few days and we've been very worried. If she's in a good mood, let her come back. " He Shaochen had been very abnormal these days and they couldn't do anything about it. At this time, Father He could only think of Qiao Qiao.
When Freya heard this, she was so angry that she almost laughed. She said coldly, "Let her come back? Don't tell me you don't think my daughter has been hurt enough by your young master? You want her to come back and continue to be abused? "
"Uh, Freya, you can't say that …"
Father He wasn't personally involved and didn't know how serious the matter was. But now that Freya personally came to see him, he finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
Freya's face was like ice that couldn't be melted. She looked coldly at Father He and said, "You don't have to persuade me anymore. I've asked for Qiao Qiao's opinion on this matter. He Guanrui, He Shaochen doesn't have the right to be Qiao Qiao's husband. He's not worthy!"
"Freya …"
"I'm going to see He Shaochen. I'm not asking you to stand on my side, but please don't try to persuade me anymore. It's only disgusting."
"…"
Father He had never seen Freya so ruthless. She didn't have the slightest bit of subtlety and spoke so bluntly that it made his cheeks burn. He sighed and said, "Shaochen has been locked in his room these past few days. I'm not sure if he'll see you."
"Heh, is it because of that dead woman?"
Freya was so angry that she wanted to laugh. These past few days, he didn't care about his wife who had just escaped from danger and was still in shock. Instead, he cherished the memory of a woman who had always hurt his wife?
What a good person!
Freya coldly snorted and walked towards He Shaochen's villa.
"Knock knock knock … Young master, there's someone …" Before the servant could finish her words, Freya had already impatiently pushed open the door and entered.
The pungent smell of alcohol made Freya frown. Was this house really meant for people to stay in?
He Shaochen was dead drunk. Where was the temperament of a rich young master? He was simply a world-weary drunkard who only knew how to get drunk.
This was the man that Qiao Qiao loved so much that she couldn't wait to die for him? She only wanted to ask, was he worthy?
Freya suppressed the disgust in her heart and walked into the house. She called for the servant to wake up He Shaochen who was still drunk. "Young master, young master, hurry and wake up …"
However, He Shaochen didn't have any reaction at all.
Freya was too lazy to call for anyone. She directly opened the curtains in front of He Shaochen. The sunlight shone in and shone on He Shaochen's face, stimulating his sensitive and delicate nerves.
He Shaochen's eyelids twitched. He slowly opened his eyes and there was a faint anger around him. He asked coldly, "Who let you in? Scram! "
"This, this …" The servant stood at the side trembling in fear. She wanted to leave but didn't dare to.
Freya threw a document at He Shaochen and said indifferently, "My time is limited. You can sign this document now."
He Shaochen's eyes flickered and looked at Freya. Finally, his gaze landed on the document. The words' Divorce Agreement 'were reflected in his eyes.
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