Chapter 1476 - 1399: Reason
This is also why she was unwilling to leave with him.
How could she just go with him because of a single sentence? She wasn’t a child who could be coaxed with some candy and sweet words and then run off with someone.
"What’s wrong? Are you still feeling unwell somewhere?" Fu Rong turned to look at her, his normally icy gaze surprisingly tinged with a trace of nervousness.
She couldn’t understand what he was nervous about. Was he nervous she might remember? Or was he nervous she might confront him?
Oh, she indeed ought to confront him, but it seemed the timing wasn’t right just yet.
"No, I’m just curious. Why are you here? And why am I here?" Her eyes showed a hint of wariness.
These days, whenever she looked at him, it was always with this expression. Seeing this reassured him as he replied, "You’re sick. I brought you here for a check-up, that’s all."
Ever since blocking that bullet, her heart hadn’t been well, and her overall health had declined too. Lately, she had been busy, so fatigue was only natural.
If she didn’t know the truth, she might have really believed him.
She finally understood why she had never been suspicious before—it was because he had never left her any evidence to doubt him.
But the laughable thing was that, even now, her heart still moved for him, with a faint trace of envy for Wen Cai.
She really must be insane.
What exactly had he done to her? Where had this intense emotion come from?
And why did she even have Wen Cai’s memories?
"Oh, thank you then. I’m fine now. Can you leave?" she said, thanking him, her gaze calm and pitch-black yet clear, with not a single trace of love remaining.
Having lived this long, she had long since learned how to mask her emotions, especially since she already knew—the man before her had never belonged to her.
Even without what happened today, that fact wouldn’t have changed.
So what if her heart raced? Even if it were a piece of flesh on her heart, she would carve it out herself.
She thought that once she removed those messy, scattered memories that didn’t belong to her, she wouldn’t feel pain anymore.
After all, this love doesn’t belong to her.
Her gaze was so clean, too clean for him to discern anything. Fu Rong felt a pang of panic and grabbed Ye Ranran’s hand. "I was wrong before. I only did what I did to protect you. Given the current situation, there’s no need for me to explain further—you already understand. I only wanted to keep you from being a target of public condemnation."
She pulled her hand out of his grasp. "Is that the only reason?"
Her gaze was too clear, like a sacred lake high in the mountains, exposing all of his darkness and even those unspeakable, shameful thoughts.
"For a moment, you were planning to abandon me, weren’t you? That’s why you kept trying. If you no longer cared for me, if you felt unburdened, you would marry her, wouldn’t you?"
"So you kept telling me to wait for you, but never promised to marry me, didn’t you?" Because he never truly intended to marry her.
And he couldn’t bring himself to be with her without reservation.
She had never understood before why he would choose a woman like that over her.
Family background, capability, appearance—Wen Cai lacked none of them. As the governor’s daughter, she could even bring him thirty votes.
But she believed that with her efforts, she could help him even more.
Still, he didn’t want her.
She thought that maybe he did have some genuine feelings for that person. Otherwise, why did he choose her of all people?
Now, she finally understood—she had never been what he wanted.