novelraw Chapter 375 - 194. Nan Wan, once suffered from severe depression.
Chapter 375 - 194. Nan Wan, once suffered from severe depression.
Nan Wan didn’t know what had happened between them. There’s no such thing as true empathy in the world; if the needle doesn’t prick you, you won’t understand how painful it is. Words of comfort are the most hollow, no matter how many are said, they do no good.When she returned to the master bedroom, Mu Jin Huan was not in the room.
It suddenly started to rain outside, raindrops hitting the glass with a ’pitter-patter’ sound.
Nan Wan lay on the bed for about ten minutes before he came back, his white shirt slightly damp, deep eyes darkened.
His face softened considerably when looking at her, "You sleep first, I’ll go take a shower."
Nan Wan responded softly, "Mm."
The sound of water splashing in the bathroom intertwined with the rain outside, which should have been peaceful and comforting, but Nan Wan only felt restless.
Half an hour later, Mu Jin Huan came out of the bathroom, turned off the light, and lay under the covers, habitually pulling the woman beside him into his arms.
His warm palm slowly caressed her rounded belly, "What are you thinking?"
Nan Wan allowed him to hold her, the sound of raindrops hitting the window became even clearer in the dark.
She spoke up, "Bai Ruoshu’s brother passed away, she gave birth prematurely, and she and the baby are in the ICU."
The last words Nan Huaiyu said were like a curse, repeating in her mind over and over again.
[Wanwan, you better keep this child safe, Yu Qinglu isn’t easy to deal with, you just wait and see.]
It’s the ones who have nothing left to lose that are the most terrifying.
Mu Jin Huan’s deep features blended into the darkness, his arm around the woman’s shoulder tightening slightly, saying calmly, "I know."
The people he left at the hospital gave him the news right away.
After pausing for half a minute, he slowly asked, "Wanwan, do you think I’m frightening?"
Sensing the man’s emotion, Nan Wan leaned further into his embrace, murmuring softly, "I don’t, I never thought that, I just feel sorry. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have to do any of this."
He carried the burden of lives, inherently solitary and indifferent, and now for her and the Nan Family, he had no choice but to use such means, making the guilt and burden on his heart increasingly heavy.
She suddenly recalled that night she went to Bai Shui Village for a medical consultation, when she called him, he seemed a bit off.
In places where she couldn’t see, he accompanied himself with cigarettes and alcohol, enduring the torment of his conscience.
Mu Jin Huan found the woman’s lips, kissing gently, his voice low and deep, "We are husband and wife."
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A week later, Ji Wanxia left the North Shore Villa, leaving only a letter behind.
The letter was short: Brother, Sister-in-law, I’ve troubled you these days, forgive my sudden departure, don’t worry, I will take good care of myself.
Mu Jin Huan sent people to search for two days with no news, his brows furrowed without a moment of relaxation.
Nan Wan made a cup of tea and walked into the study, "If you can’t find her, Gu Shaozhi probably can’t either. Wanwan might just want to find a quiet place for herself. Don’t worry too much."
She already has a little life inside her, so she definitely wouldn’t do anything foolish.
As Nan Wan opened the door, Mu Jin Huan had already extinguished the cigarette between his fingers. The ashtray on the desk held six or seven cigarette butts, the air thick with tobacco smell.
Getting up, he wrapped his arm around the woman’s waist, leading her out of the study, "Mm, not worried, and won’t search anymore."
Nan Wan stopped, raised her head, her voice soft and light, "I need to go to the hospital, if you’re not busy, could you take me?"
As she spoke, she tugged on the hem of the man’s shirt, swaying him slightly.
A small, feminine gesture.
Mu Jin Huan’s stern features softened slightly, though his voice held mild displeasure, "You’re on leave, why are you going to the hospital?"
Don’t you know the state of your own body now?
Nan Wan blinked innocently, "I don’t know, the hospital called, said there are some things to understand."
"I’ll accompany you..." Mu Jin Huan had just started speaking when they heard Aunt Zhou’s voice from downstairs.
"Sir, who are you looking for?"
Gu Shaozhi didn’t answer Aunt Zhou’s question, kicked open the front door, and strode in, his dark eyes filled with icy rage, landing on Nan Wan’s face, finally settling on Mu Jin Huan.
His expression was sinister and frightening, his eyes a stormy black, asking word by word, "Where is Wan, Wan?"
Mu Jin Huan’s handsome face was unperturbed, responding calmly with three words, "I don’t know."
One stood on the staircase, one in the center of the living room, forming a confrontational pose.
Gu Shaozhi sneered, an aura of bitter hostility radiating from him, intense and unwavering, "My patience is limited, don’t force me to tear your house apart."
"Mr. Gu really has quite the gall," Mu Jin Huan said calmly, his demeanor unhurried, "If I recall correctly, you two are already divorced. Where Wanwan goes is her own freedom. If you can’t find her, it’s because you lack the capability. Why come to my house causing trouble?"
The air was filled with an intangible sense of swords and shadows, as if a storm would break out the next second.
Gu Shaozhi seemed unbothered by his words, the murderous aura growing heavier, "I’ll ask one last time, where is Wanwan?"
Mu Jin Huan glanced at him lightly, ignoring, guiding Nan Wan downstairs, sitting in the living room.
Aunt Zhou fetched an envelope from the study and handed it to Nan Wan, asking in a low voice, "Madam, is this what you’re looking for?"
Only this envelope was seen on the desk.
Nan Wan nodded, "Show it to Mr. Gu."
Aunt Zhou obliged, turning to Gu Shaozhi, cautiously handing it over, "Mr. Gu..."
Gu Shaozhi impatiently took the envelope, opened it, black type against white paper entering his sights, the depths of his eyes darkened.
The dainty handwriting was all too familiar; a mere glance was enough to know whose handwriting it was.
Nan Wan noticed Gu Shaozhi’s fingers clenched the paper, already turning white, and spoke lightly, "None of us know where Wanwan went, you’re wasting time here to no avail."
Gu Shaozhi left, taking the letter with him.
After the door closed, Aunt Zhou’s heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled.
His murderous aura seemed to linger in the living room, Nan Wan couldn’t help but ponder: Had he really never loved Ji Wanxia?
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"Let’s go, I’ll take you to the hospital," Mu Jin Huan’s voice was calm, as if the events that transpired were unimportant.
Nan Wan snapped back, responding softly, "Mm."
On the road, the two barely spoke, the car was very quiet.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the hospital entrance. Mu Jin Huan had urgent business at the company, so after dropping Nan Wan off, he left.
A knocking sound was heard as Mu Jinqian closed the file he was reading, "Come in."
Nan Wan pushed the door open, walked to his desk, politely speaking, "Director, you wanted to see me?"
No matter the private relationship, this was a hospital, a workplace, business had to be distinct.
Mu Jinqian let her sit in the guest chair, then handed her the file on the desk, his expression unusually serious.
He looked at her for a moment before speaking, "Nan Wan, someone anonymously reported that during your working years, you suffer from severe depression."
He did not ask whether it was true.
This file was the record of Nan Wan seeing a psychologist, clearly documented in black and white.
Time, place, symptoms, medication.
Nan Wan’s gaze was indifferent, her eyes on the file, no trace of unusual emotion, she quietly said, "Yes."