Being A Shrew to My Ex-Husband After Our Divorce Chapter 412 - I Also Wish You Happiness

Though mentally prepared, his heart was impaled by countless steel knives upon hearing Su Yan utter the phrase “let’s go our separate ways.” The agony was so profound it felt like he would vomit blood.

Gazing at Su Yan’s retreating figure, Wei Zhou understood that from this day forward, he would no longer have the right to be in her presence. Thus, he pushed himself up from the ground and called out, “Su Yan.”

Su Yan paused, her back still to him, and inquired, “Is there something else?”

To Su Yan’s bewilderment, Wei Zhou remained silent. He advanced towards her, step by measured step. Three meters, two meters, one meter. Su Yan could sense his proximity, the sound of his breathing close. Unsure of his intentions, she turned her head to face him.

The tall man then embraced her once more, arms encircling her. He tilted his head and kissed her lips. The kiss was swift and intense, almost as if he sought to consume her.

Su Yan’s eyes widened. The moment his tongue pushed past her teeth, her body inexplicably weakened. The warmth of his breath sent blood rushing to her head, her heart pounding erratically.

In the following second, Su Yan regained her senses, forcefully prying his mouth open. “Wei Zhou, what is this?!”

Wei Zhou met Su Yan’s gaze, his eyes suddenly reddening. “I know you loathe me. Everything I’ve done has disgusted you. But this is the last time. I won’t have another opportunity…”

Upon hearing this, Su Yan opened her mouth, wanting to speak but finding no words. Instead, a sharp pain constricted her chest, making it difficult to breathe. She couldn't comprehend his actions. Didn't he already have a new lover? Why was he acting as if he adored his ex-wife to this extent? Did he truly take her for a fool?

Wei Zhou’s eyes grew misty as he spoke with a trembling voice, “I wish you happiness too, Su Yan.”

He could swear he had no desire to say those words. However, this moment might be his last chance to be so close to Su Yan. The Yue family had already announced their intention to hold a celebration, and it was only a matter of time before Su Yan would become a Yue family daughter-in-law. He had researched Yue Chuang and his family’s background, acknowledging his own perceived inferiority. After all, aside from their divorce, he had maintained a clean record. Furthermore, his lineage traced back to a renowned general, positioning his family as blue-bloods. Consequently, the Yue family, honorable and upright, stood in stark contrast to the Wei family.

Su Yan’s expression faltered for a fleeting moment before she quickly regained her composure. “Thank you.”

Over a year had passed since their divorce. Today marked a true release from the past, a reluctant handshake of peace. Yet, their parting was not one of reconciliation, but an amicable separation. Despite Wei Zhou having a new lover, with rumors of their impending marriage, and despite her own lingering feelings, Wei Zhou remained the man she had loved since youth. She wished him happiness.

Wei Zhou remained silent, watching Su Yan depart. His entire body trembled as he fought back tears, his fists striking his chest repeatedly. His heart felt deadened, the pain beyond description.

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Following their farewell at the boxing gym, Wei Zhou vanished from Su Yan’s life for three months. Online speculation about him and an unnamed woman intensified, yet no clear images of this woman surfaced. Beyond that, no other news about Wei Zhou emerged.

Heartbreak plunged Wei Zhou into a deep depression. Su Yan’s final words, “let’s go our separate ways,” echoed relentlessly, transforming her pleasant voice into the sound of an impending apocalypse. The more he dwelled on it, the greater his anguish became. For three months, Wei Zhou confined himself to his home, his days shrouded in darkness, filled only with drinking, smoking, and sleeping. He relinquished control of the company to Li Rong, who was now exceptionally occupied with its affairs.

Observing Wei Zhou's dire state, Li Rong recognized that inaction was not an option. She promptly contacted Lan Jian, imploring him to assist Wei Zhou. However, before Lan Jian could even lay eyes on Wei Zhou, he was berated and dismissed. Subsequently, Lan Jian attempted to find Jiang Yuan, but Wei Zhou remained confined to his room, stubbornly refusing to emerge. The only reason they refrained from involving the authorities was the certainty that Wei Zhou was, at least, still breathing. It was a startling revelation to them all that Wei Zhou, who had never before experienced such emotional turmoil, was now suffering the sting of his first heartbreak.