NOVPUBChapter 558: 558, Forced marriage or voluntary
Chapter 558: 558, Forced marriage or voluntary
Song Qinghuan’s body was slammed onto the bed, sending her into a dizzy spell.
She attempted to get up in a panic, trying to hold her body, but before she could react, Shi Yuhuan leaned over and kissed her lips.
This kiss was cold as ice, devoid of all warmth, devoid of all tenderness, almost like gnawing.
Song Qinghuan was holding onto his shirt, using all her strength, but she was completely unable to push him away, and could only let him do as he pleased.
It hurt, it really hurt.
The pain was so great that even her faint breath seemed as if it was going to disappear, her body trembling incessantly.
Her heart was suffocating, overwhelmingly heavy, suppressed as if it was going to explode, but he couldn’t find a way out, entwining with her, as if they had to entwine all the way to their souls to feel any relief.
After the passion, Shi Yuhuan got up and prepared to carry her to the bathroom to clean up. Suddenly, Song Qinghuan asked: “Since I was a child, I have never been in love. You are already over thirty, how many times have you been in love?”
Shi Yuhuan looked at her without a word, seemingly puzzled as to why she was suddenly talking about this, and where her words were coming from.
He thought for a moment and asked, “Why are you asking this?”
Song Qinghuan looked at him coldly: “With your status and appearance, you should have countless women. All your women couldn’t stand your brutality and left you.”
“Song Qinghuan,” Shi Yuhuan’s voice turned icy.
But Song Qinghuan wasn’t scared at all, not backing down: “Didn’t you study abroad? Weren’t you educated in the West? You should know what a gentleman is, why are you so brutal? Whenever you’re upset, you lash out at me, as if I were your punching bag. If you find me annoying, couldn’t you just kick me out and save yourself the trouble? I never wanted to marry you in the first place, you were the one who forced me.”
Shi Yuhuan looked at her, his eyes as indifferent as ever: “Who forced you? Song Qinghuan, it was all your choice.”
Song Qinghuan gritted her teeth and stood up from the bed: “Since I chose this, then I’ll leave and not disturb you anymore, okay?”
She got up from the other side of the bed, put on a random outfit and was about to leave the room, not even bothering to put on her slippers.
Shi Yuhuan’s eyes darkened slightly, he reached out and pulled her back: “Where are you going?”
Song Qinghuan struggled, “Why do you care where I go? I don’t want to be tormented by you, if you don’t like me, I don’t want to be with you, either.”
“Whether or not we split up depends on what I want,” Shi Yuhuan carried her back to the bed, tossing her onto it as easy as if she were a piece of clothing.
Song Qinghuan got up from the bed: “Shi Yuhuan, I want a divorce!”
“Divorce, who do you want to be with then? Qianze, hmm?” Shi Yuhuan pinned her down, his fist clenched and veins popping next to her head.
Song Qinghuan was startled, her tiny heart plummeting into an abyss.
Her heart clenched, yet she still bravely met his cold gaze.
Her eyes welling up, Song Qinghuan clenched her fists, repeatedly hitting Shi Yuhuan: “You are sick! Why would you bring up Qianze? After all, you’re the one who did something wrong, yet you didn’t apologize and continue to torment me. What exactly did I do to upset you…”
