novelraw Chapter 1462 - 1474: The Perfect Housewife (Part 1)
Chapter 1462 - 1474: The Perfect Housewife (Part 1)
Su Ruyuan had it wrong. Haojun God, who had barely managed to break free from the shackles of a Mortal Body, had no such intention to seek out Su Li.
The result of seeking would be mutual destruction.
In his current state, rushing forward would be a death sentence.
But... he quickly suppressed the peculiar feeling that arose at the thought of Su Li.
The influence of the Mortal Body was significant on him. He directly extracted all memories of the Human World, sealing them in the deepest part of his consciousness.
However, like a bird passing by leaving traces, a faint imprint was left deep in his heart.
Haojun God thought for a moment, took some effort to find a secluded place, and focused on healing his injuries, planning further steps.
A millennium, like a fleeting moment, passed, and Haojun God awakened from his cultivation with a sense of awareness.
He looked up into the void, sensing the departure of a particular aura, sighed wistfully, and vanished from the spot.
A millennium wasn’t enough to fully heal his injuries but did restore four to five layers.
The void was torn open into a passage, and Haojun God stepped into it, but... hesitation struck him in a split second, causing a momentary struggle in his furrowed brow.
The foot that stepped in slowly withdrew, and the temporary passage flickered, collapsing right in front of him, while Haojun God continued to stand there with a bowed head.
In the universe, where time wasn’t felt, it was unclear how long that figure stood there, leading one to believe he had turned into a meteor, merging with the universe.
Or perhaps only a moment had passed.
"Divine Tribulation befalls..."
It turned out he had willingly plunged into an emotional tribulation, foolishly hoping to hide and pass it through, which was indeed rash.
Where had that familiar aura gone?
Haojun God closed his eyes to concentrate, wills shifting as he turned around, flying swiftly in the opposite direction.
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Upon regaining consciousness, the original owner’s memories eagerly flooded into Su Li’s mind.
After sifting through the memories, Su Li finally understood where the original owner’s urgent sense of urgency came from.
Having witnessed all of the original owner’s experiences, if one word were to describe her, it would be: the perfect housewife.
In middle age, the original owner should have lived as the image every woman dreams of.
From campus to marriage with her husband, they started a company together and, surpassing most people, achieved financial freedom by the age of thirty.
Now, at forty, she had known her husband for twenty years, and this year marked their eighteenth wedding anniversary.
They enjoyed a loving marriage, a successful career, a filial son, and academic excellence.
In their circle, the mention of an exemplary family would only bring to mind the original owner’s family.
In such a life, the original owner was undoubtedly a winner in life.
Yet, just as she was immersed in fantasies of a happy marriage and family, her life took a devastating turn, plummeting toward a bizarre trajectory.
Thinking about it, her memories were filled with terror and fear.
Ordinary people facing the bizarre can’t even find the source to seek help.
She suddenly became pregnant.
Not her husband’s.
According to the gestation period, the conception occurred while her husband was abroad on business.
Make no mistake, she hadn’t betrayed her family and husband.
The original owner was confident she hadn’t been with anyone nor had been set up. During that time, she had even been reclusive at home.
Yet, here she was, pregnant.
Before she could panic and seek the truth, the worst happened: her husband had found out immediately.
He used it as a reason to propose a divorce; as the one at fault, she had little advantage in dividing the assets.
The original owner instantly became the target of everyone’s scorn; those aware perceived her as ungrateful.
She had such a good family, yet she remained dissatisfied.
Left with no arguments to defend herself, she bore the slight bulge of her belly as even her parents and relatives condemned her.
Facing the disappointed and disgusted gaze of her son, the accusatory attitudes of family and friends, and...her beloved husband’s unwavering coldness, she couldn’t accept it, leading her to a complete mental breakdown.
She frantically rushed into the hospital, demanding the doctor abort the fetus.
But the most terrifying part was the fetus seemed to take root in her belly, resisting every attempt at medical termination, leaving her body in bruised ruins to no avail.
In the dead of night, she could vaguely hear the fetus in her belly laughing sinisterly.
She transformed from an elegant, beautiful lady into a self-destructive madwoman in just a month.
In the hallucinations, she saw the thing in her belly tearing open her belly and crawling out...
And then... she died.
She died in her small apartment, slitting her own belly and bleeding to death. Her death was anything but dignified.
Her body lay undiscovered for days, putrefying away.
People said, had they known it would come to this, they wouldn’t have acted as they did, lamenting the ruin of such a good family.
Yet, she never committed any of it.
Perhaps she wasn’t pregnant, but the monster had lodged itself in her belly.
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At this moment, Su Li stood up to stretch his stiff neck.
The clock on the wall ticked away. Despite the thick darkness, Su Li could still discern its face displaying: one o’clock in the morning.
Beside his hand were a TV remote and a VCR remote.
Clearly, the original owner had been watching films before falling asleep on the sofa.
However, the TV opposite was eerily black, turned off at some unknown time.
The quiet night was suffused with an unsettling atmosphere, as if a terrifying beast lurked within the darkness, greedily watching and preparing to seize its chance, snapping at your neck.
The room’s temperature slowly cooled, goosebumps forming on his arms.
Suddenly, the light in the room clicked on.
The room was instantly illuminated, bathed in bright light.
"Mom, why aren’t you asleep yet?" It was the original owner’s son, Wu Zhou.
His tone carried a touch of startled disapproval, his gaze flitting to the clock on the wall before frowning, "It’s past one in the morning; you should be careful not to get wrinkles."
"I’ve told you not to wait for me. I’m not a little kid anymore."
Wu Zhou quickly changed his shoes, heading straight to his room, "Mom, I’m going to take a shower first; you should hurry up and go to bed."
Su Li raised an eyebrow, not having a chance to utter a word before the son scampered off like a gust of wind.
This didn’t match the image of the obedient son in the original owner’s memories...
In the original owner’s mind, her son was nothing short of perfect.
But in that brief encounter just now, the 16-year-old boy, though well-masked, inadvertently revealed impatience and displeasure in his expression, which were easily noticed.