Lin Yuzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the woman's slender knuckles, his eyes dim.
"what do you want."
"You," Shen Zhiyi walked from his side into his arms, instinctively hooked her neck around his neck, and whispered, "Lin Yuzhou, I want you to fulfill your obligations as a husband."
She stood on tiptoes and awkwardly kissed the man's lips.
Lin Yuzhou looked at the woman's fair face and trembled, "Shen Zhiyi, don't force me."
Shen Zhiyi had no intention of stopping, and kissed his Adam's apple with her delicate lips.
A wave of heat surged up in his abdomen. Lin Yuzhou's eyes suddenly darkened. He grabbed the woman's waist and placed it on the locker next to her. He lowered his head and pressed her lips forcefully.
Shen Zhiyi instinctively raised his neck.
Under the dim light, the woman's skin was as fair as porcelain, her eyes were blurred under her long black hair, and her lips were slightly parted.
Lin Yuzhou's tight string broke instantly.
He lowered his head and touched her ear, "Shen Zhiyi, don't regret it."
Shen Zhiyi closed his eyes and tightened his knuckles.
So pitiful, Lin Yuzhou stopped moving when he looked at her tense body.
He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the tears falling from the corners of the woman's eyes. He pulled his lips and laughed, mockingly saying, "Mrs. Lin, since you can't do it, don't force it, eh?"
The resistance of her body was obvious.
Shen Zhiyi was startled and instinctively raised her eyes to meet the man's eyes.
Lin Yuzhou had already stood up. He pulled on his tie and said, "Go to bed early. There are still classes tomorrow."
He picked up his coat and left the bedroom.
Shen Zhiyi was lying on the messy bed, and the memories of the past rushed to her face, like heavy stones weighing on her heart. She instinctively hugged the quilt and curled up together, and had no sleep all night.
…
The next day, when Shen Zhiyi woke up, his side was cold.
After washing, she went downstairs and searched around the villa, but couldn't find Lin Yuzhou.
"Are you looking for Mr. Lin?" The servant saw her looking around and explained, "Mr. Lin was busy working in the study all night last night and left around five o'clock in the morning."
After a pause, he added, "But when I left, Mr. Lin specially made breakfast and asked me to watch you finish it."
Shen Zhiyi looked at the dining table, breakfast was as usual.
Lin Yuzhou was undoubtedly a gentle and considerate husband. In the three years of marriage, she could not find even the slightest fault with him.
Except love.
Shen Zhiyi finished her breakfast absentmindedly, and then asked the driver to take her to school.
During the last class, she called Lin Yuzhou and said, "I'm at the school gate now. I'll give you half an hour to pick me up."
"The company has something going on."
The man on the other side of the phone was silent for half a second, "I'll ask the driver to take you back."
"Yuzhou? Whose phone number?" As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's voice rang.
That familiar tone, Shen Zhiyi knew without even thinking about it, was the Bai Yueguang that Lin Yuzhou had longed for.
She hung up the phone immediately.
When the driver came, Shen Zhiyi stood alone in front of the school, opened the door and got in.
"I won't go home," she said, "send me to Sheng'an Hospital."
The driver was startled, "Miss, are you going to see Dr. Ye?"
Shen Zhiyi hummed.
The driver nodded and drove to the hospital. When he arrived at the door, Shen Zhiyi said, "If you have nothing to do, just go back first. I'll just take a taxi back later."
She stepped on high heels and went straight to the hospital.
Before entering the elevator, I bumped into someone.
Song Ming, wearing a white T-shirt and trousers, came out of the next door department with Su Zhuo and was obviously stunned when he saw her.
"Hey," Su Zhuo on the side stopped and mocked, "Isn't this Mrs. Lin? Why are you here at the hospital? Could it be that you came to visit our old Song because of your conscience?"
