Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"Ha."

Mu Wan let out a cold laugh, she almost got deceived by the man.

"Indeed, some things, buried deeply in the heart and in the bones, are not good things... No matter how you disguise your face, your features, as soon as I try to draw you, I can see it’s you at a glance..."

"Sometimes, I truly hate myself..."

Clearly, she was desperately trying to forget, yet memories only buried deeper inside her heart.

Upon hearing the woman’s words, Qin Mu suddenly raised his hand and pulled the woman tightly into his embrace.

Wrapped in Qin Mu’s arms, Mu Wan’s eyes glistened with moisture... Her nose sniffled, choked and incoherent.

"Wanwan... Don’t go..."

The last time, at their parting, Qin Mu was asleep, so he couldn’t see how much Mu Wan was suffering.

This time, both of them were fully awake, with the pain engulfing them wholly, leaving nowhere to hide.

Enclosed in Qin Mu’s embrace, Mu Wan pursed her lips and said: "Qin Mu, I don’t love you anymore... So please, don’t love me either, start afresh with your life, cut away this imperfect corner of your life related to me..."

Fool...

His own wife still speaking foolish words at this moment.

Qin Mu felt full of heartache for his wife’s words.

"Impossible, don’t even think about it."

Mu Wan: "..."

"Indeed, having a child with you is also impossible."

The words struck right at the soft spots of both their hearts.

Both were hit at their vulnerabilities, rendered speechless.

In truth, this was the very reality.

Qin Mu clenched his large hand, his thin lips pursed.

"I don’t care."

"I care..."

In memory, Mu Wan rarely confronted Qin Mu like this.

Mu Wan looked into the man’s slightly trembling dark eyes, speaking earnestly: "I care very much, I care a lot whether I can give you a child."

Qin Mu: "..."

"Mu Wan, you’ve always wanted my life to be perfect, but do you know, without you, my life is damned worthless, nothing at all, you alone are my everything, my perfection."

Mu Wan: "..."

Mu Wan’s originally moist eyes suddenly filled with tears due to Qin Mu’s words.

Mu Wan knew how much Qin Mu loved her...

Though she had once doubted.

And once thought whether Lady Luck had overly favored her.

After all, a young girl’s thoughts often compared herself with Jian Ran, envious of how outstanding Jian Ran was.

Mu Wan sniffled, looking at the man’s earnest dark eyes, full of certainty.

He had just said, without her, his supposedly perfect life was not perfect, she was his everything, his perfection.

To speak from the heart, not feeling touched was impossible...

Mu Wan was deeply moved, indescribable emotions surged within her, almost swallowing her whole.

After a long time, Mu Wan muttered: "I’m sorry."

Mu Wan admitted she was cowardly...

Only at crucial moments would she say sorry.

"Qin Mu, I’m sorry, I can’t imagine the pressure you bear on your shoulders, nor can I bear to think about people’s gaze upon you, in short... I can’t."

People always have to live in this world.

The pressure from the Qin Family, the pressure from outside...

It’s not something that Qin Mu can truly ignore with just a single sentence that he doesn’t care...

Qin Mu: "..."

Saying nothing, Qin Mu just wanted to hold the woman in front of him tightly, to hold his wife tightly, never letting go.

"Stop saying sorry, Wanwan, I plead with you, say anything else."

Mu Wan heard the man’s helpless words. In her heart, Qin Mu had always been a carefree Crown Prince, when had he ever spoken so humbly to anyone?

Mu Wan forced a smile, speaking hoarsely: "Alright, I won’t say sorry, then Qin Mu, let me go..."

Qin Mu: "..."

This phrase, letting me go, to him, it was much more devastating than a mere sorry.

Ha...

Qin Mu’s dark eyes held helplessness.

"I beg you, let me go..."

If only the man would let go, perhaps... he could start anew.

Mu Wan murmured to herself, besides this phrase, she didn’t know what else to say...

"Without me, you’ll be better off, and staying by your side, I just weigh you down..."

Qin Mu: "..."

"Qin Mu, I’m a timid person... really very timid, so afraid of things, not capable of bearing much to face storms, yes, I’m just a little snail, a little turtle."

Qin Mu: "..."

Listening to Mu Wan’s murmurs, hearing her apologizing again and again, Qin Mu’s thin lips pursed.