Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

“Madam…” Xiao Hong wrung her fingers and looked at Xia Ruoxin in front of her, at a loss of what to do. How could such a thing happen? There was someone in the madam’s room, and it was a strange man that she had never seen before. If not for the madam stealing people, where else would the man have come from?

“Xiao Hong, go out first.” Xia Ruoxin continued lying on the bed, covering herself tightly with the blanket. Xiao Hong moved her lips for a long time, wanting to ask but the words were not coming out—wanting to leave but her legs were not moving. At last, she closed the door.

The door closed, and the usual silence ensued. Xia Ruoxin bit her finger hard. Oh, Chu Lui. He really was so harsh. He would treat her this way for the sake of his beloved’s reputation. The first time, he had forced her into another man’s bed; and the second time, he let a man in her bed.

She curled her body up tightly. Her left hand cramped hard and hurt, and so did her abdomen.

She clenched her hand which had the deep teeth mark where she had bitten it. You must stay strong, baby, she thought. Mommy will be alright. She’ll definitely be alright, right? We will both be alright. We’ll live our lives well, even without the man called Chu Lui.

She buttoned up her clothes at the chest. She did not feel anything different about her body, and so she knew that the man was merely putting up a show and did not really touch her.

She could already imagine that by tomorrow—no, perhaps not even tomorrow—she would be known by all as a slut, as a shameless woman, or what else?

She put on a shirt effortfully, opened the door, and went out. Xiao Hong bit her lips and stared, the look in her eyes making Xia Ruoxin uncomfortable. Indeed, there was no one in the world who would believe her.

She sat on the sofa and waited.

The door was pushed open vigorously, and the cold aura appeared in front of her again, sweeping away all her senses. She didn’t need to lift her head to know who entered.

Who else could it be but Chu Lui?

He flung a piece of paper on her face, to the point where her face hurt a little. She looked down and saw a newspaper. Sure enough, she had made the headlines. Wasn’t that her on the photograph?

In all her life, she just realized that she was actually quite photogenic?

“Xia Ruoxin. Look at what you did.” Chu Lui smiled coldly, his eyes narrowing into a cold beam.

Xia Ruoxin only raised her head indifferently, her face deathly still. “Isn’t this what you want?” She smiled. It was an ironic smile, but the smile made Chu Lui’s heart ache sharply. It seemed that in front of her, he was utterly unsightly.

Chu Lui threw out another piece of paper. “Sign the divorce papers. You don’t deserve any of the Chu family’s properties.” He looked down to see Xia Ruoxin smile slightly, suddenly feeling like he had difficulty breathing. Did she know something?

“I don’t want anything that belongs to you, not anymore.” Xia Ruoxin laughed bleakly. She didn’t want it. Her child was her own.

Chu Lui’s body flinched suddenly. He didn’t know why, but he felt like he was going to lose something very important, making his heart ache with an empty pain.

He had indeed ruined her completely, but why was he not the slightest bit happy?

He was not as in bliss as he thought. He was not as excited as he had imagined.

“Sign it quickly!” He urged impatiently. Xia Ruoxin picked up the pen and scrawled her name, while the man’s signature was lively and vibrant. He must have already signed it way beforehand. It must have been difficult for him to put in so much effort to put on such a show just to chase her away.