But why does her heart hurt so much that it bleeds?
So, is she the one who can't get out?
"Why don't you eat?" Li Juexi looked away from the newspaper, looked at her with dark eyes, and asked without emotion.
"No."
Manwen quickly lowered his head and ate a small piece of steak. It tasted like wax and was difficult to swallow.
The two maids stepped forward and removed Li Juexi's tableware. Only then did Manwen see that the dishes on the table had not been touched much, and couldn't help but ask, "You eat so little?"
He's already so thin, why don't he eat more?
"I never eat much." Li Juexi said calmly, looked at her intently, and then returned his gaze to the paper.
"Then drink some milk." Manwen said and looked at the maid, "Go and bring the young master a glass of milk."
"Yes, eldest mistress."
"No, I have to go to the company." Li Juexi put down the newspaper, stood up from the dining table, and refused her milk.
Manwen once again clenched the knife and fork in his hand tightly.
The maid picked up the suit and came forward. Manwen stood up, took the suit and put it on for Li Juexi...
Li Juexi was very used to having people wait on her, stretching out his hands to cooperate with her. Manwen stretched out his hands to arrange the suit on his body. Even the clothes he was wearing were one size too small...
How could he be so thin?
"Will you come back for dinner tonight?" she asked.
"Yeah." Li Juexi looked down at her hands flattening the suit in front of him, her eyes so deep that it was hard to tell what she was thinking.
"I'll ask the kitchen to prepare dinner."
"Um."
He grabbed her hand, put it down, turned and left.
She looked at his back, it was exactly the same as in the newspaper...
Picking up the newspaper on the table, Manwen turned to the page of the scandal photos. Her whole body felt as cold as ice and snow, which made her desperate.
The woman in the photo is holding Li Juexi's hand, very intimate...
The relationship between a man and a woman is a matter of separation and reunification, and feelings will be worn away by time. Nothing lasts forever.
Why did she stubbornly stay in this marriage in the first place?
Not getting divorced actually delayed his move forward. Does it really make sense to have two hearts that are increasingly separated by a marriage certificate?
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Manwen discussed the menu with the chefs and wrote down Li Juexi's favorite dishes one by one.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, dinner is cooked and served on the table.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Manwen asked his two daughters to finish dinner, take a bath, and put them to bed early.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Li Juexi hadn't come back yet. He had cooked dinner three times in the evening. Manwen ordered dinner to be made again, and it was still the same menu...
The hall was brightly lit, local social news was playing on the TV, and the anchor's voice became the background music.
Manwen sat on the sofa, looking down at the book in her hand, turning page by page, but she didn't know what she read.
Li Juexi hasn't come back yet.
It's already late at night.
"Young Master, I have redone it for the third time." A chef walked over boldly and asked solemnly, "Would you like to call and ask when the Young Master will be back?"
"Is it your turn to interfere with the eldest young master's schedule?"
Manwen's voice was particularly cold tonight.
"Yes." The chef hurriedly ran away.
After the chef left, Manwen glanced at the mobile phone she had placed on the sofa. Was there something delayed at the company, or... was there an accident on the road?
The latter thing probably made her unspeakably frightened. Her white hand gradually reached out to the phone... But why did her heart hurt so much that it bled.
So, is she the one who can't get out?
"Why don't you eat?" Li Juexi looked away from the newspaper, looked at her with dark eyes, and asked without emotion.
"No."
Manwen quickly lowered his head and ate a small piece of steak. It tasted like wax and was difficult to swallow.
The two maids stepped forward and removed Li Juexi's tableware. Only then did Manwen see that the dishes on the table had not been touched much, and couldn't help but ask, "You eat so little?"
He's already so thin, why don't he eat more?
"I never eat much." Li Juexi said calmly, looked at her intently, and then returned his gaze to the paper.
"Then drink some milk." Manwen said and looked at the maid, "Go and bring the young master a glass of milk."
"Yes, eldest mistress."
"No, I have to go to the company." Li Juexi put down the newspaper, stood up from the dining table, and refused her milk.
Manwen once again clenched the knife and fork in his hand tightly.
The maid picked up the suit and came forward. Manwen stood up, took the suit and put it on for Li Juexi...
Li Juexi was very used to having people wait on her, stretching out his hands to cooperate with her. Manwen stretched out his hands to arrange the suit on his body. Even the clothes he was wearing were one size too small...
How could he be so thin?
"Will you come back for dinner tonight?" she asked.
"Yeah." Li Juexi looked down at her hands flattening the suit in front of him, her eyes so deep that it was hard to tell what she was thinking.
"I'll ask the kitchen to prepare dinner."
"Um."
He grabbed her hand, put it down, turned and left.
She looked at his back, it was exactly the same as in the newspaper...
Picking up the newspaper on the table, Manwen turned to the page of the scandal photos. Her whole body felt as cold as ice and snow, which made her desperate.
The woman in the photo is holding Li Juexi's hand, very intimate...
The relationship between a man and a woman is a matter of separation and reunification, and feelings will be worn away by time. Nothing lasts forever.
Why did she stubbornly stay in this marriage in the first place?
Not getting divorced actually delayed his move forward. Does it really make sense to have two hearts that are increasingly separated by a marriage certificate?
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Manwen discussed the menu with the chefs and wrote down Li Juexi's favorite dishes one by one.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, dinner is cooked and served on the table.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Manwen asked his two daughters to finish dinner, take a bath, and put them to bed early.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Li Juexi hadn't come back yet. He had cooked dinner three times in the evening. Manwen ordered dinner to be made again, and it was still the same menu...
The hall was brightly lit, local social news was playing on the TV, and the anchor's voice became the background music.
Manwen sat on the sofa, looking down at the book in her hand, turning page by page, but she didn't know what she read.
Li Juexi hasn't come back yet.
It's already late at night.
"Young Master, I have redone it for the third time." A chef walked over boldly and asked solemnly, "Would you like to call and ask when the Young Master will be back?"
"Is it your turn to interfere with the eldest young master's schedule?"
Manwen's voice was particularly cold tonight.
"Yes." The chef hurriedly ran away.
After the chef left, Manwen glanced at the mobile phone she had placed on the sofa. Was there something delayed at the company, or... was there an accident on the road?
The next thing may make her unspeakably frightened, and her white hand gradually reached out to the mobile phone...