Chapter 1125: Love Always Misplaced (3)
She is not unaware that Jing Mo does not love her.
She knew it from the time she insisted on marrying him.
Yet he has always treated her with gentleness, even going along with her every wish. For many years now, he has been caring for her in every way. Except for lacking the intimacy between a man and a woman, he has truly been very good to her, and has never had any inappropriate interactions with other women.
So she thought he was simply reserved, and believed that as long as she stayed by his side long enough, she would warm his cold heart.
But she was ultimately mistaken.
Her reluctance to think about it didn’t mean she was foolish enough not to understand. There must be someone in his heart.
She just kept deceiving herself, refusing to think about it.
So whenever he showed a slightly unreasonable behavior, she would immediately be alerted to whether something had happened, whether... She didn’t want to continue thinking about it, truly didn’t want to think about it at all.
From the moment she met him, her heart began to sink into despair.
She overlooked everything to marry him, only wishing one day they could share a spiritual bond, a harmonious relationship. Even though they had been married for years, he refused to consummate the marriage, she endured, believing if she kept waiting, one day she could move him, and achieve perfection.
She has been waiting for ten years now, how is she supposed to face the truth?
Feng Peining closed her eyes in near despair; everything unusual today seemed to reveal that the truth was right in front of her, but she didn’t want to look at it, didn’t want to believe it.
Xiaoqi saw Feng Peining’s struggle clearly but knew that if she didn’t speak up, Feng Peining would continue deceiving herself like this.
"Aunt, please stop avoiding it. Today we met someone named Ning Xu, who is actually Shui Jingmo’s beloved. We personally saw them together this afternoon." Xiaoqi gritted her teeth and said it all in one breath.
Feng Peining staggered back a few steps, holding onto the door frame to barely steady herself.
She shut the door, leaning against it, her body trembling.
"Ning Xu, Ning Xu... Is it him? No, it can’t be him." Feng Peining shook her head, clearly unwilling to believe or accept reality.
She had heard of Ning Xu, said to be a good friend of Jing Mo, and there was even a portrait of Ning Xu in Jing Mo’s study. She had asked about it, but Jing Mo simply replied he was a friend and said nothing more.
She had once found it odd, that despite claiming to be good friends, she had never met Ning Xu in ten years of marriage. Yet Jing Mo seemed unwilling to mention him. She feared provoking Jing Mo’s annoyance, so she never brought it up.
Cultivators, having long grasped the concept of life and death, tend not to be so stringent about feelings, even if... It isn’t entirely unacceptable.
However, she truly never imagined Jing Mo would actually...
"He’s already dead." Xiaoqi bluntly told Feng Peining: "Ning Xu loved him very much, but because his mother threatened suicide, he married you. For ten years Ning Xu lived in agony, so after coming to say goodbye today, he chose to commit suicide. We saw Ning Xu after their farewell, but didn’t tell Shui Jingmo Ning Xu is dead. His recent loss of control might be because he realized Ning Xu may have died already."