Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yet, Fu Tingyu could not resist laughing. He was laughing because he was under the impression that his wife was telling him such moving things for another man’s sake.
Qin Shu was stunned. She did not understand why he was laughing. Perhaps she had said something wrong.
His low voice wormed into her ear once again, “Babe, you’re telling me such beautiful things tonight. Do you want to go out again?”
Qin Shu hurriedly shook her head. “I’m telling you the truth. I’m not saying this for fun, or so that I can go out, and I am definitely not lying to you,” she said.
“Then, tell me, why do you suddenly no longer hate the person you used to hate so much? You were pining for divorce all this time, and now suddenly, you don’t want to anymore?” Fu Tingyu asked.
Qin Shu was momentarily taken aback. Surely, she could not possibly tell him that she had discovered he was the love of her life after her past death experience?
“Yu, you have to believe me. I’m not lying to you, I swear.”
Qin Shu raised her hand impulsively, but Fu Tingyu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his embrace. He chuckled softly, curling the corners of his lips mockingly. “Babe, I remember you once swore that you wouldn’t want to be my wife even in death, and now you are swearing something else entirely—are you trying to curse yourself?” he said.
“Did I really dig such a big grave for myself in my past life?” she thought while she was dazed by his response.
He won’t let me swear, is that because he’s afraid it might come true?
Her heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by a hand, causing her breathing to become sluggish.
She wanted to open her mouth to explain herself but discovered it was beyond her capability.
She could not take back the words she had said in her past life, and she could not take back the things she had done to hurt him.
Qin Shu was now discovering that once you have hurt someone, it is really difficult to salvage things. It was even more difficult to make him believe her words.
His low voice drifted into her ear, “Do you love me? Even if just for a fleeting moment, have you ever loved me?”
Qin Shu was stunned. Of course, she loved Fu Tingyu.
He was the only person who was genuinely good to her, the only person who cared more about her than his own life. Even at his last breath, he was worried that she would get bullied by other people.
A man like that deserved her accompaniment for the rest of their lives and was worthy of her love.
But even if she told him these things now, would he believe her?
The girl’s silence was just as predicted.