Chapter 1052 - Chapter 1052 Chapter 1054 Trust (4)
Chapter 1052: Chapter 1054: Trust (4) Chapter 1052: Chapter 1054: Trust (4) But Qin Zhiyou was somewhat proud. Although he noticed Lu Weixi secretly crying, since she didn’t speak, he didn’t know what to say or how to comfort her, so he simply silently leaned towards her.
For a while, the room was enveloped in silence. Lu Weixi gripped the bedsheets, crying silently. Qin Zhiyou remained silent as well. Although the lights were on, the curtains drawn, and the door closed, the room was quiet, with no one speaking.
After a while, someone outside knocked on the door: “Young Master, Young Madam, dinner is ready downstairs.”
Qin Zhiyou paused for a moment, glanced at Lu Weixi beside him, looked up and said, “No need, we have already eaten outside.”
This statement was well-meant, but as soon as Lu Weixi thought of these words, she naturally recalled the earlier scene of him meeting with Fang Rushuang outside, which made her feel even worse. Her fingers tightly clutched the bedsheets, turning her silent tears into low sobs.
Qin Zhiyou naturally noticed as well. After the servant walked away, he thought for a moment, moved closer, and gently placed his fingers on her shoulder as a gesture of comfort. However, Lu Weixi clearly resisted his closeness, her shoulders shaking as she knocked his hand away.
Qin Zhiyou was also somewhat angry initially. They had been in a cold war until now. Although there were no smokes of gunpowder, the chill was truly palpable. Just now, during the argument downstairs, he knew that it was unlikely that Lu Weixi would do anything dishonorable. But he was genuinely feeling jealous.
His jealousy was not because of their rekindled old love, but because Lu Weixi now preferred chatting and laughing about work with her ex-boyfriend, while treating him as if he were invisible. The issue about having a child was also unresolved. To her, he was nothing more than a husband in the legal sense, a partner living together, family. Even the childbearing was merely because “it was time to have one, and then muddle through life.” Her life, her heart, was never open to him. Even just now, her intense resistance to his touch and her ongoing painful sobs showed this fact.
All he wanted was her heart. Was that so difficult? Her cries made him feel both stifled and angry, yet also helpless. After all, love was not something where “if I love you, you must love me back.” The most difficult thing in the world to force is turning friendship, familial affection, or companionship into love.