Chapter 2 (unbearable pain)

Go to the place where she doesn't want to go back. Can her husband's home be regarded as her home? If she is more pessimistic, she will find that she has no place to live.

He raised his eyes and stared at the spectacular and luxurious villa in front of him. It became difficult to breathe and walked in with heavy steps.

Uncle Chen, the housekeeper, greeted her with a smile: "Young lady, you're back."

Ziyuan nodded to the kind-hearted Uncle Chen.

Are you willing to come back? I thought you were dead outside!" A middle-aged lady fiddled with her hair and glanced at Ziyuan. Uncle Chen naturally retreated respectfully.

"Mother-in-law." Ziyuan suppressed the anger in her heart and was helpless.

The lady turned her head and ignored her. Ziyuan wanted to avoid conflict with her mother-in-law, so she turned around and prepared to go back to the room. The lady suddenly said, "I want to eat dumplings in East Street."

"Madam, I'll call someone to deliver it right away!" Uncle Chen immediately said.

The lady looked at Ziyuan and said intentionally or unintentionally, "No. When you are old, you want to see the feelings of the younger generation. Ziyuan, go and buy it back for me!"

"But, madam, the East Street is far away..." Uncle Chen said.

"I didn't let her go on foot. Besides, can I still eat it when I come back?"

"Madam..."

Ziyuan turned around and shook her head to tell Uncle Chen not to talk about it. She smiled and thanked Uncle Chen for his kindness and said, "Since my mother-in-law likes to eat, I'll go."

"It's almost the same!" The lady nodded reluctantly.

In fact, such a scene has been staged countless times before. Ziyuan is unable to change this situation. Whenever this kind of thing happens, she just smiles at it, puts her sadness in her heart and burys it deeply, hoping that it can rot.

This marriage is not what she wants. Of course, the old lady of the Chi family, her nominal mother-in-law, is quite angry about this matter. Her background is not worthy of Chi Yechen, and the lady has always looked at her with Ziyuan's eyes. In Ziyuan's opinion, it doesn't matter. She is a person who has died once. What is there to be afraid of? Leave a thought that she is still alive.

When Ziyuan came back with hot dumplings in her hand, the lady just glanced at it and suddenly lost interest. She left without an appetite and left. Uncle Chen looked sadly at the young lady who just smiled at this matter. He couldn't do everything he could to help her. He was just a housekeeper, and he couldn't violate his wife's words. Uncle Chen sighed and looked at the young lady's bleak back disappearing on the stairs. The whole villa is still deserted and quiet, except for some cleaning servants, which is almost depressing.

In the evening, Ziyuan did not appear in the living room, and of course, no one would pay attention to whether Ziyuan existed or not.

Night, although it is summer, the night wind, especially in this villa, is cooler at night. There was no light in the dark hut, and a petite body curled up and trembled. Ziyuan quickly got up with pain and struggled to grope into the cabinet next to the bed, making a rustling sound. It hurts! But she doesn't want to make a sound. It seems that it will be more painful. When the physical pain can hide the heartache, it may be balanced and not so painful. Heart cramps, there is a sense of compression, burning, squeezing, and even a sense of suffocation on the verge of death. He covered the heart that was about to break, the clothes were caught with layers of folds, cold sweat dripping down drop by drop, and the teeth tightly bit the white lower lip...

I finally got the medicine bottle. There was no movement in the bottle. It turned out that the medicine had been eaten, hehe...

Actually, she doesn't want to buy medicine on purpose. It's good to hurt like this...