The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 552 - 549, The Beautiful Lady and Her Fragrant Car 2_1
Was it because she was so confident that Huang Xiaojue had loved her for over a decade? Was it because she had always subconsciously seen him as her final shield, her ultimate protection? Now, it felt as if the rug had been pulled out from under her. That last shred of reliance was gone.
She had never believed he could fall in love with someone else—she hadn’t even dared to imagine it.
So, was that why the reality was so hard to accept when it hit her?
Or perhaps, the real reason she had broken up with him so decisively was because she’d seen him with Zhou Ting and had been secretly jealous, throwing a hidden tantrum?
Ah, women, always so prone to being overly sensitive and selfish.
Yan Xixi, if you couldn’t bear to let go back then, you shouldn’t have mentioned breaking up! Besides, Huang Xiaojue saw you with Wan Donglin first. By what right couldn’t he find another woman?
In this day and age, who would really stay chaste for someone else anyway?
But the resentment was impossible to suppress. No, I wasn’t the one who wanted to break up! Huang Xiaojue, it was your mother who kept finding fault, bullying me, insulting me, stirring up trouble, and finally, she even had someone beat me and extort me! But what did you ever do for me? Even after you went home, what did you do? Should this breakup really be blamed on me? You never did anything for me. You only ever blamed me.
Did you ever truly love me? If you truly loved me, would you have just stood by and watched your family extort me like that? Not only did you not reprimand your mother in the slightest, but you also allowed her to become even more smug and triumphant. Parading Zhou Ting around, was that a show of strength meant for me? A provocation? Do you think you’re so great? Do you think that after breaking up with me, you’ll only get better and find even better women—thus proving that your mother’s decision to extort and pressure me was correct and wise?
And another thing! Your mother kept calling me an unemployed bum. Did I choose to become unemployed? I had such a good job, such a great opportunity! I quit because of you! But after I quit, what did you give me? Anything?
The more she thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved she became.
At the same time, a deep hatred for Huang Xiaojue took root. This is the first time in my life I’ve ever hated him so much.
That’s how people are. Once they get stuck in a dead end, it’s like a knot that can’t be untied. She lay on the carpet, refusing to eat or drink, as if the spiritual pillar that had supported her from deep within for so many years had suddenly crumbled.
Her cell phone screen lit up.
She glanced at it. Li Zhen.
She had no desire to even open it. Get lost. Anyone even remotely connected to Huang Xiaojue should get as far away from me as possible.
She continued to lie there, not even feeling hungry. Drowsy and parched, she was so exhausted she didn’t have the strength to get up for water.
Wan Donglin was stunned when he pushed open the door and came in.
"Xixi, Xixi! What are you doing lying on the floor?"
He reached out to pull her up. She was limp and weak, her lips chapped and dry.
The moment he touched her, he exclaimed, "Heavens, Xixi, you have a high fever! You’re burning up!"
Good grief, had she been lying on the floor all night?
Last night, she hadn’t replied to his texts or answered his calls. He’d assumed she was busy studying. He never would have guessed she was at home alone, passed out—and not just sleeping, but burning with a fever!
"Xixi, Xixi..."
She opened her eyes and looked at him, dazed. Staring blankly as if she didn’t recognize him, she mumbled, "Wha... What are you doing here?"
He was furious. "What do you think I’m doing? You have a high fever! I’m taking you to the hospital."
"Hospital? Why?... So sleepy... I just need to sleep a little... I’ll be fine..."
"You’re burning up like this, and you still want to sleep? If you sleep any longer, you might not wake up!"
