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

Chapter 42 Then Don't Get a Divorce

Song Yafei used to like leaning against me like this.

On the lawn, the warm sunshine bathed me, making me feel cozy and lazy...

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting her beautiful hair, which then tickled my face.

Her habits remained the same, only her state of mind was different.

We used to have love in our hearts.

Now all she feels is hatred.

For some reason, I wanted to push her away, not wanting to taint even the beautiful memories we shared.

As soon as I shifted my body slightly, Song Yafei hugged me even tighter.

"Don't touch Zhang Tian, ​​just let me lean on him for a while, I've been too tired lately."

Because of what she said, I softened again.

I chose to stay at home because I knew how hard she worked.

The collaboration with Ms. Li was not simple; otherwise, she wouldn't have repeatedly asked me for help, trying to please her.

Although I was unwilling, I was forced to do it.

In the end, I didn't move and let her hug me and lean against me.

As the car drove along, I looked at her profile, my mind filled with thoughts.

That kind, simple, and bright girl is gone forever.

Just as she said, Song Yafei died the year they broke up, and I personally strangled her the year the Song Group had its troubles.

Now, I am plagued by illness and tormented by her to the point of being completely broken.

Two people who loved each other so much back then ended up torturing each other!

Is hatred all that remains at the end of love?

I felt a mix of emotions.

The car stopped in front of the house, and Song Yafei woke up.

The matter was over, and I didn't plan to stay any longer, so I asked the driver to take me back to the small house.

Unexpectedly, Song Yafei not only refused, but also let the driver leave.

As soon as the driver left, Song Yafei suddenly lifted her leg and sat on my lap, hugging my neck and resting her head on my shoulder.

I was taken aback by her sudden intimacy.

My body stiffened, the familiar scent filled my nostrils, and desire began to stir.

Hey!

No prospects!

I mentally berated myself because I crumbled at the slightest bit of initiative she took.

I absolutely hate being led by the nose by her.

Yet, she was repeatedly seduced.

This time, I made up my mind that I would never let her do whatever she wanted.

As soon as I grabbed her wrist and tightened my grip, Song Yafei increased the pressure on her hand.

Its small nose rubbed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

Song Yafei leaned on my shoulder and said softly, "Zhang Tian, ​​am I hungry?"

Hungry?

Judging from her appearance, is she really hungry?

still is……

Yu Chengliang still can't satisfy her?

Thinking of Yu Chengliang, my restless heart quickly calmed down.

"If you want to eat, there are plenty of people to serve you."

They won't miss me.

"No! I'll only eat what you make!"

"Only what you make suits my taste."

She rubbed against him again, acting coquettishly as before.

Her words reminded me of when we first got married.

We were very sweet together back then, and I learned many different cuisines to cater to her tastes.

After days of debugging and improvement, what she finally produced was naturally her favorite.

But later, many times, the food I cooked either ended up in the trash can or in Yu Chengliang's stomach.

Thinking about these unpleasant experiences, I instantly felt cold.

Song Yafei seemed to sense the chill as well, and as if guessing that I would refuse, she took the initiative.

"I won't let you eat for free, here's your money! 5 yuan, eat with me."

When I started learning to cook, I never imagined that Song Yafei would pay for the food I made.

They're getting a divorce, but instead they have to pay 5 yuan for a meal.

How ironic!

But who would complain about having too much money? Children in orphanages certainly wouldn't.

"Sure?"

As if afraid I would suspect something, Song Yafei immediately took out her phone and transferred 5 yuan to me.

The phone received a notification of the payment in less than a minute.

"Zhang Tian, ​​you really are a money-grubber! Is that alright now?"

of course.

I nudged her. "Get up first, I'll make it for you when we get home."

When the topic of going home came up, Song Yafei's expression changed slightly, but I chose to ignore it.

Back home, Song Yafei casually tossed her phone into the cabinet, then took off her high heels, walked barefoot on the floor, and collapsed onto the sofa.

My first instinct was to call out to her and remind her to hang her car keys on the glove rack, otherwise she wouldn't be able to find them.

The hand was already raised, but I forcefully pressed it down, choosing to ignore it, and went into the kitchen.

I opened the refrigerator, which was empty yesterday, but today it's packed full.

Without a doubt, she must have asked Assistant Luo to prepare it.

The dishes were prepared well in advance; it was as if she had planned this meal long ago.

What would you like to eat?

Perhaps because she couldn't hear clearly from the living room, Song Yafei also came to the kitchen, leaned against the door, took off her coat, and crossed her arms over her chest.

It seems like they have no intention of leaving.

"You need help? Peeling garlic?"

I was just saying it casually. Things that never happened when we were in a sweet relationship are even less likely to happen now.

As expected, she frowned in disgust. "Too strong a smell! Picking vegetables?"

I took out the vegetables and served them to her.

It's not that I don't know how, it's just that I haven't let her touch me in the past few years.

I cooked rice, blanched the beef in a pot, and prepared to take some tomatoes from the refrigerator.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of Song Yafei sitting at the dining table picking vegetables, with steam rising from the pot, and I had a strange feeling of peace and tranquility.

If only all of this had happened before the divorce!

At this moment, apart from a little regret, I felt no other turmoil.

When I brought out the tomato beef brisket, I bumped into Song Yafei staring blankly into the kitchen. She didn't even have time to react when I came out.

This is unprecedented. If it had happened before, I think I would have been overjoyed.

The meal consisted of a simple three dishes and a soup. Song Yafei brought me the same wine as before, but she didn't drink it.

Perhaps because I hadn't cooked for her in a long time, she ate with great relish this time, and surprisingly, she didn't give me a hard time.

After dinner, we cleaned up together in the kitchen; I washed the dishes, and she cleaned them.

After I finished cleaning, I washed my hands while Song Yafei stood by the sink watching me.

"Stay at your place tonight?"

There was a hint of caution in Song Yafei's tone.

Family?

Is this still my home?

From the moment Yu Chengliang entered this house, it ceased to be my home.

I didn't answer, wiped my hands, and turned away.

She grabbed my hand urgently, "Don't go! This is your home, where else do you want to go?"

I shook off her hand without expression.

I would have been so happy if she had said these things sooner.

Unfortunately, by the time I had decided to let go, it was too late.

"You seem to have forgotten that we're getting a divorce soon. Living together isn't suitable."

"Then let's not get a divorce."

She hugged me from behind, saying, "Zhang Tian, ​​we won't get a divorce!"

She said somewhat sullenly, "The house always feels like something's missing when you're not here. Why don't you stay home?"

Even if I'm gone, there's always someone like Yu Chengliang who'll fawn over me even more, so how could I be missing out!

"I'm used to living alone; having you here would be inconvenient." I refused.