NOVEL Dear Mr. Shi Chapter 385 - 385 love hurts it hurts him the most

Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 385 - 385 love hurts it hurts him the most
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Chapter 385: 385, love hurts, it hurts him the most

Chapter 385: 385, love hurts, it hurts him the most

Why wouldn’t he believe her? She and Zhan Cheng truly hadn’t done anything.

The text message was not sent by her, and not telling him that she had encountered Zhan Cheng was also out of love for him. She didn’t want him overthinking. She had already apologized for it.

He was angry, and so was she.

Song Qinghuan huffed angrily as she marched back to their villa, Zishi quickly trailed behind her.

Before entering her home, she yelled at Zishi in a fit of anger, “Don’t follow me! Go find your heartless master, and while you’re at it, tell him that I’m not talking to him anymore!”

Having said that, she closed the door, leaving Zishi outside.

Poor Zishi, he whimpered a couple of times, then waddled his chubby behind towards their other villa.

At dinner time, Shi Yuhuan appeared in casual attire at the front villa.

The atmosphere at the dinner table might have been good, considering they hadn’t had a meal together in quite a while, and Jin Lin wasn’t there today.

However, it felt especially oppressive for Song Qinghuan.

“I’m full,” she murmured, setting down her half-eaten bowl after only a few bites.

Shi Yuhuan continued eating quietly, without any reaction or acknowledgment, concentrating on his food.

It seemed that he had no intention of acknowledging her at all.

Song Qinghuan sighed loudly, set down her chopsticks, and shot Shi Yuhuan an annoyed glance. Then with a face full of rage, she stood up and headed up to the second floor.

Once she reached the second floor, however, her steps slowed down considerably. She strained her ears, listening for any approach.

But the large villa was desolate and lonely.

Apart from her gentle tread, there was not another sound.

Once she got back to her room and closed the door, Song Qinghuan slowly slid down the door, squatting on the floor.

Hot tears welled up in her eyes, trembling before cascading down her face, impossible to stop.

But she didn’t want to cry. She felt useless. Struggling to hold back her tears, she covered her mouth and laughed.

It was for this reason she felt utterly ridiculous.

She remembered the cold look he gave her on the lawn. It gave her the chills.

She was truly puzzled. Was Zhan Cheng, who didn’t have any association with her whatsoever, really worth him lashing out at her? Treating her like a stranger?

Did he realize she had just come back from the brink of death? Did her life not measure up to his feelings?

Was his feelings more important than anything else?

Of course, she was also a bit scared.

From that moment on the lawn to now, she had a strange premonition. Shi Yuhuan’s indifference seemed to herald their end, that it was on its way.

But, she was reluctant to believe it. Given Shi Yuhuan’s aloof and prideful personality, being cold and standoffish was not out of the ordinary. Perhaps he was still upset over the Zhan Cheng incident. Maybe he would feel better in a couple of days.

For the first time, Song Qinghuan realized she was being incredibly stubborn.

That night, she tossed and turned but couldn’t fall asleep.

Finally, she couldn’t stand it anymore. Frustrated, she stood in front of the other villa and rang the doorbell.

The prolonged sound of the ringing in the silent night seemed lonely and cold. It was only after a long time that Shi Yuhuan opened the door.

He looked at Song Qinghuan, his face expressionless, and casually asked, “What’s up?”

The cold indifference, as if from a stranger, made Song Qinghuan’s eyes tremble. She clenched her fist tightly, unable to utter a word. no𝚟𝚙u𝚋.c𝚘m

Shi Yuhuan furrowed his eyebrows, seemingly impatient. “If you have something to say, say it quickly.”

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