novelraw Chapter 445: The Person I Love Is You (12)
Chapter 445: The Person I Love Is You (12)
Qiao Mo lowered her gaze, silent.He felt a bit unsettled inside, gently burying his head on her shoulder: "Xiao Mo, my heart feels bad when you ignore me."
Qiao Mo’s eyelashes slightly trembled, yet she still said nothing.
Fu Nancheng raised his head to look directly into her eyes and said again: "Don’t you have something to say to me?"
"Say what? Say how you ruined my wedding with Jiang Jinghao? Or say how you humiliated me and Jiang Jinghao in front of a dying woman?" Qiao Mo laughed coldly, her long-repressed emotions finally exploding.
His eyes became darker and increasingly brooding.
But Qiao Mo seemed fearless, smiling mockingly: "Or say how you forced me?"
He lightly pressed his thin lips, gazed at her for a few seconds, and slowly said: "You know what I want to hear."
Qiao Mo seemed a bit tired too, retracting her thorns and said wearily: "Fu Nancheng, Aunt Feng is dead. I feel bad inside."
Fu Nancheng’s eyes remained deep, gently lifting her chin: "So, you’re blaming me."
Qiao Mo stayed silent, she just didn’t like how he cornered her everywhere, she just felt especially uncomfortable thinking about the scene of that wedding day.
She didn’t know if Aunt Feng had seen those scenes, she didn’t dare to imagine how painful it would be if she had seen everything...
Perhaps she wasn’t blaming him, just blaming herself instead.
He concealed the turmoil in his eyes, slowly said: "So you want me to watch my woman drug me? Watch her marry another man?"
"That was just fake..."
"Fake or not, it’s not acceptable!" His voice suddenly turned sharp and carried a touch of menace.
Qiao Mo was slightly startled, gazing at him in a daze.
A few seconds later, he calmed down somewhat, softly said: "Xiao Mo, if anyone touches a single hair on you I’d want to chop off their hand, but Jiang Jinghao wanted to marry you!"
Though his voice was soft, it carried a hint of restraint.
"I know maybe from the start I was wrong, so I’ve been enduring, trying to compensate him, even though he equally hates me." Fu Nancheng slowly spoke, his voice somewhat obscure.
He never knew that loving someone could make the heart hurt this much.
Yet could also be this sweet.
As if the entire world consisted only of her, her smile alone could easily stir his heartstrings.
Qiao Mo’s eyes grew slightly moist: "Why don’t you understand... the compensation you gave him isn’t what he needs. Those things aren’t what he wants at all..."
At this mention, his gaze tinged with crimson, flashing a hint of malevolence in his eyes: "Ha, the things he wants? The thing he wants is you, should I let you be with him?"
Qiao Mo was at a loss for words, he continued: "I know those so-called ’compensation’ he doesn’t need, if it were me I wouldn’t need it either, but do you know the biggest difference between me and Jiang Jinghao?"
Qiao Mo looked at him, scrutinizing for a long time, ultimately shook her head lightly.
Difference?
She really didn’t know where to begin.
Because in her view, they’re not even the same kind of people... what difference is there to talk about?
If there must be a difference, it’s probably the pain, her agony, her heartbreaking torment he brought to her, easily overshadowed those calm and unruffled years with Jiang Jinghao.
"The biggest difference between me and him is that when he loves someone, he’s willing to concede, as long as she’s happy, that’s enough! But when I love someone, I must possess, I must obtain!"
His voice was low, with a deep and scattered melancholy and severity between his brows.