A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1735 - 385: Unwilling and Despairing, Heartbroken and Lost (Part 2)



Chapter 1735 - 385: Unwilling and Despairing, Heartbroken and Lost (Part 2)

"What?" Yan Xing didn’t catch what he said, thinking he was complimenting her beauty, she held her face with a grin: "I know I’m beautiful, but if you could give me a little corrective surgery, I’d be very willing. By the way, there is a question I want to ask you, did you really operate on Liang Huan? I can’t see any traces at all, tsk tsk... Your skills are really powerful, with you doing surgery for my elder sister, I’m relieved...."

Park Yunhee’s face darkened, suddenly turned around and walked away. Yan Xing kept chattering behind him: "It’s warm today, don’t dress too thickly...."

"Chun, the ’chun’ from mellow wine." Yun Ya taught Ya Chun to write her own name. Ya Chun was very focused. Although the character was hard to write, she kept writing tirelessly on the paper, her mouth showing a full smile.

It was clear that she really liked her new name.

"Sister Yun Ya, I will definitely be the noble and wonderful person you expect, just like Sister Yun Ya." Ya Chun looked at her with bright, expectant eyes, idolizing Yun Ya.

Yun Ya was stunned for a moment.

Wonderful and noble?

She smiled bitterly, raising her hand to touch Ya Chun’s hair: "Okay, but don’t follow me, just follow your own heart. Life is short, just a few decades, you need to do as you wish and be true to yourself."

She... is a negative example.

Wonderful and noble? In this life, she is destined to have no connection with these words.

Ya Chun nodded as if she understood: "I understand, Sister Yun Ya, I will not disappoint your expectations."

Yan Jin and Meng Shujing were very happy for Ya Chun to follow Yun Ya. Yun Ya was knowledgeable and talented, having her to teach Ya Chun was Ya Chun’s good fortune.

"Alright, take a break." Yun Ya patted her shoulder with a smile.

Ya Chun shook her head, sitting correctly: "I want to practice a little longer."

Yun Ya nodded with satisfaction, this child was hardworking, self-disciplined, and had a good personality, bound to be successful in the future.

Ah Yun came in with tea snacks, "Miss, have some to sate your hunger."

Yun Ya picked up a piece of mung bean cake to her mouth, taking a gentle bite.

Then Ah Yun said: "Third aunt is causing trouble again, asking Sixth Master to go on a blind date, but he refused and is now sitting at the door crying loudly."

With a bit of schadenfreude, "This old lady is now isolated, her two sons are not close to her. In my view, this is karma."

Yun Ya glanced at Ya Chun, "Don’t talk about this in front of the child."

Ah Yun quickly covered her mouth.

Ya Chun sat upright with a calm face, immersed in her own world as if unaffected by the outside.

Yun Ya walked to the window, watching the peach blossoms wither and the petals dance beautifully in the air.

No matter how beautiful the flowers bloom, they can’t escape their fate of withering, falling into mud, turning into dust...

"Aunt Six has been gone for more than half a month... time really flies." Aunt Six’s laughter and appearance seemed still vivid, often appearing in dreams at midnight, blaming her for not stopping her knowing she would seek death, watching her jump from the building...

She had died once herself, she understood Aunt Six’s feelings. When the one you love most is gone, what meaning remains in this world?

In her previous life, lying on the hospital bed, injected with anesthetics, lying there day and night, she could only see the sky and the sycamore tree outside the window.

At that time, her greatest wish was for someone to end her life.

Miaomiao was gone, what was the point of her living?

In that world, she left without any reluctance.

So, she understood Aunt Six’s feelings, feeling like life was a gray ash, only death was the ultimate relief. Otherwise, every moment alive was an unbearable pain, with no cure.

Thinking of Miaomiao, her hands and feet turned cold, suddenly clutching her chest, her face pale as she squatted down.

"Miss, what’s wrong?" Ah Yun hurriedly bent down to support her.

Yun Ya collapsed in her arms, sitting limply on the ground, fingers clutching her chest, her pale lips curving into a gentle smile, "I’m fine..."

The telepathic connection between twins, letting her know Miaomiao was still alive...

As long as she lived, there was still hope, a motivation to continue living.

"Hehe..." She chuckled lowly, the laughter sounding so bleak, scaring Ah Yun, "Miss, please don’t scare me...."

Yun Ya’s fingers clawed at her heart, the veins on her pale hand erupting, eyes fixed on a certain direction, with a defiant resolve in her brows.

As evening approached, the sky darkened, golden rays of the sun projected through the window, the light golden like fire, yet like blood, sorrowful, spreading across the room, dyeing the bedding with splendor, while behind the flourishing flowers was bloody and pitiful solitude.

All around was quiet except for the rustling of the wind through the branches, with occasional bird calls, Yun Ya slowly opened her eyes, and closed them again from the stinging sunlight.

But her heart matched the bleakness of evening, filled with massive grief.

She raised her hand, gently resting it on her heart.

The heart, still hot and passionately beating.

But somewhere... something was different...

She couldn’t help but laugh, that smile in the dusk was filled with despair like the roar of the seas, flooding towards her, the room pressed with a silence akin to death.

What’s meant to come, ultimately arrived.

Fate... when have you ever let me off?

She laughed, she cried, unwilling yet despairing, heartbroken and hesitating, hesitated repeatedly, anxious repeatedly, what’s meant to come will still come, not a step too early, nor too late.

Ah Yun heard movement, pushing the door open. Seeing her awake, she happily rushed over: "Miss... you’ve finally woken up, don’t you know you almost scared me to death."

Seeing Yun Ya lying on the bed with a pale face, her eyes fixed on the top of the canopy, despairing and pale as if her soul had been drained... she couldn’t help but panic, "Miss... don’t scare me like this, what’s wrong with you?"


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.