novelraw Chapter 384: Settle Accounts (11)
Chapter 384: Settle Accounts (11)
His voice was cold, and when Qiao Mo met his eyes, her heart tightened.But eventually, after a few seconds of stalemate, she still avoided his gaze and said softly, "Fu Nancheng, let’s settle our scores."
He looked at her in a daze, momentarily bewildered, even doubting his own ears.
Settle... settle...
He chuckled slightly; she actually wanted to settle scores with him.
Did she really want to leave him that desperately?
As the words left her mouth, Qiao Mo’s eyes reddened slightly, yet she still looked down and said calmly, "You saved my life before, and this time I saved yours. Let’s call it even, okay."
"Heh... even." A trace of self-mockery passed through his eyes, and his heart ached so much he could hardly breathe.
So, this was the reason she sacrificed herself to save him.
So, it was just to leave him...
Qiao Mo didn’t lift her head, not daring to look into his eyes, "As for the fifty million... I’ll transfer the remaining half to the card within a year."
Looking at that bank card, he laughed even more.
Twenty-five million, she must have saved for a long time.
It turns out she always wanted to leave him... never had any attachment...
His gaze grew a bit colder, and he looked at her slowly, "Do you really want to draw a line with me that badly?"
Qiao Mo was silent.
He sneered, full of ridicule, "Fine, as you wish."
With that, he gave her a deep look, then turned and left the hospital room.
The door closed with a "bang," and the room was so quiet there wasn’t a single sound.
Qiao Mo slowly raised her eyes, looking towards the direction of the door, tears welled up uncontrollably and streamed down like rain.
She never thought he would agree so easily, nor did she expect everything to go beyond imagination so smoothly.
But why?
Watching his retreating figure without a backward glance, she felt so hurt inside...
How could he leave so resolutely...
Without looking back.
The bank card she had just taken out still lay on the bedside table; she had saved for a long time.
Since winning the first round of the fashion design competition at the Milan Fashion Week, many companies and clothing factories had extended olive branches to her.
She hadn’t signed on with any particular company, but she had taken on many clothing orders, amassing some savings.
After winning again the second time, her value soared, and she received many more orders, finally gathering this 25 million.
Originally, she planned to wait until she had gathered 50 million to bring it up, but then this incident suddenly happened.
Deep down, she knew... there is no such thing as a life for a life in this world, nor any true settling of scores.
Her life couldn’t be worth as much as his...
Her gaze fell on the bowl of porridge beside the bank card, more than half was left, and her eyes moistened again, thinking he hadn’t seemed to eat anything earlier.
"Careful... it’s hot..."
"Have a little more."
He had looked so earnest just seconds ago, but now where was his figure?
Looking at the empty room, Qiao Mo sat on the bed and began to cry softly, "Boo hoo... what a jerk..."
He had just left, and she already missed him. What could she do?
She was so sad, so very sad.
She wished she hadn’t woken up.
He had always refused to let her go, but now that he finally agreed, shouldn’t she be happy? Why did she feel so sad instead?
Tears fell like broken strings of pearls, pattering down non-stop, like seawater, madly rushing into her nose and mouth, and the more Qiao Mo cried, the more hysterical she became... almost to the point of passing out...