Chapter 440: Chapter 409: Where Is The Promised Happiness? It’s All Lies!
Puppet or fool?
They both wanted to toy with her in the palm of their hands!
At this moment, she felt like a clown, being deceived back and forth by the two of them.
Leng Yan said he loved her, yet he abandoned her.
Leng Ye said he loved her, using the threat of becoming a cripple to coerce her.
"Nuannuan." Leng Ye moved towards her little by little in his wheelchair, while she retreated step by step. Tears filled her eyes with helplessness and bitterness, she pointed to Leng Yan twice, her voice light as a breeze, that might disperse at any moment: "Do you... do you both think I’m a fool?"
At her age, innocence was long gone. Being deceived so childishly wasn’t due to her innocence, but because she was a fool.
She finally forced herself to make the decision to marry Leng Ye, wanting to embrace a new future, hoping to live a good life with Leng Ye. She thought Leng Ye was different, that he would never lie to her, but now she realized everything was just a lie.
He pressed her step by step, and she was overwhelmed with guilt. To make up for her mistakes, she was willing to risk her future.
But, what was the outcome?
It was just a result of being toyed with.
"Nuannuan, I know I was wrong." Leng Ye painfully looked up at her, reaching out to grab her hand. Wen Nuan’s waist was suddenly embraced by a strong arm, the familiar scent making her feel immense disgust once again: "Let go of me!"
She shouted, her hoarse voice wasn’t loud, but her anger had reached its peak.
Bastard! She didn’t care what happened that night. He said he would give her up, he said he didn’t want her. Her heart was so hurt from this. She didn’t want a man who thought a child was his and then wanted to leave her, much less a man who, upon finding out the child wasn’t his, would turn to seek her.
She despised those kinds of people!
"I won’t let go again," Leng Yan said firmly, tears already rolling from the corners of his eyes: "Nuannuan, I’m sorry, I love you. I left because I thought I had a terminal illness and didn’t want to burden you."
Wen Nuan’s mind went blank, for a moment she didn’t even hear what Leng Yan was saying. Her lips moved slightly before closing again, her eyes staring straight at Leng Yan.
Her tear-filled eyes were full of shock.
Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, wetting his eyelashes, his fingers gripping her shoulders gently trembled, Wen Nuan’s heart throbbed intensely, and his words resonated clearly in her heart.
He said he once thought he had cancer and wanted to give her up. Just because he couldn’t be with her for eternity...
It turns out his leaving wasn’t because he stopped loving her. No wonder that night when she heard a trace of sobbing in his call, when she chased him at the airport and saw her fall, he clearly showed concern; otherwise, he wouldn’t have run over so quickly. Yet, when she asked him to choose again, he still firmly said "no".
A bitter pain welled up in her heart, seeping into every cell.
Looking at him, she painfully bit her lip. Her arm gently lifted, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, yet she couldn’t bother to wipe them away. Through her tearful eyes, Wen Nuan saw the glimmer at the corner of his eyes, her fingers reached out to gently wipe away his tears.
"Are you stupid?"
She asked, sobbing with anger: "Couldn’t you get a second opinion? Leng Yan, you idiot! Wouldn’t a second diagnosis easily reveal whether it’s cancer or not? Leng Yan, you just gave up like that?"
"How could I not have a second opinion?"
Her finger slipped past his eye corner, tightly held by his hand, uncontrollably excited. He placed her finger to his lips, gently rubbing it, his handsome face smiling, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: "I love you so much, I couldn’t be certain it was stomach cancer, how could I let go of your hand?"
He held her in his arms with one hand, gently wiping her tears with the other: "I went for a second opinion, and even consulted different doctors. But the doctors were threatened, and the results of the second opinion were the same as the initial: it was stomach cancer!"
He turned his head to look at Leng Ye, smiling lightly, full of ridicule.
"You don’t have to look at me like that." Leng Ye’s heart panicked, his hand on the wheelchair slightly trembling: "This matter has nothing to do with me."
Perhaps because of his injury and inability to walk, his willpower was especially fragile. If it were in the past, he would have mocked Leng Yan disdainfully, but not anymore.
His gaze swept over Wen Nuan, then over his own legs, his heart was painfully twisted.
No matter what the reason was, he was about to lose Wen Nuan. He hadn’t even gotten her yet, how did he end up losing her?