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My words pierced through Chen Yi's heart like a poisoned ice spear. The color drained from his face in an instant, and his grip on my arm loosened as if he had been scalded. The wild light in his eyes extinguished, leaving only disbelief, hurt, and... humiliation.
He staggered back a step, his lips trembling, yet he couldn't utter a single word. The whispers and pointing fingers around us transformed into invisible whips, striking at the pride he once held so high.
I didn't spare him another glance as I pulled my suitcase and walked straight past him. My colleagues hurried to follow, not daring to breathe.
Behind me, Chen Yi stood rigidly in place, like a statue that had been suddenly weathered by time. It wasn't until I had walked far away and sat in a taxi that I seemed to hear a suppressed roar, akin to a dying beast.
Ha. Now you know pain? When you repeatedly let me down and left me feeling cold, did you ever consider my feelings? This was merely what he deserved.
Back at my place, I collapsed onto the bed as if I had been drained of all energy. The confrontation had taken too much out of me—not because I still had feelings for him, but because the incessant entanglement and disgust had nearly suffocated me.
My phone rang; it was A Zhe calling.
"Lin Wan Jie, are you back? Was it smooth?" he asked with concern.
"Yeah, just got home," I replied, my voice still tinged with fatigue.
"You sound a bit tired. Do you want me to bring you something to eat?"
"No need, A Zhe. Thank you. I just want to rest for a bit."
"Alright, take care of yourself."
After hanging up, I felt a little more at ease. Thankfully, there were still clean and warm people like A Zhe in my life.
I thought that after the merciless humiliation at the train station, Chen Yi would finally know when to back off.
I never expected that I had underestimated his obsession. He hadn’t left this small town. Instead, he began to appear in my line of sight in a way that was almost self-destructive.
He no longer harassed me directly as he used to; instead, he followed me from a distance. When I went to work, he would park his car at the street corner across from my office. After work, he would trail behind me, neither too close nor too far. When I went to the studio to paint, he would sit on the steps outside for the entire day, rain or shine.
He had grown thinner, his eye sockets deepening and his complexion pale. Dressed in expensive clothes, he looked like a destitute vagabond. His gaze was hollow, only sparking with a faint light when he saw me. He did nothing but watch me, silently and almost desperately declaring his presence, his regret, and his unwillingness to let go.
This silent entanglement felt more suffocating than his previous threats and temptations. It was as if an invisible net had once again enveloped me.
A Zhe quickly noticed Chen Yi's presence.
“Lin Wan Jie, is that person… your ex-husband?” One evening after work, A Zhe walked with me and couldn’t help but ask as he spotted the familiar luxury car at the corner of the street.
I nodded slightly, my expression not looking good.
“What does he want?!” A Zhe was somewhat angry. “It’s too much for him to follow you like this!”
“Don’t mind him,” I replied lightly.
“No way!” A Zhe was resolute. “I’ll go talk to him! Make him stay away from you!”
With that, he stormed toward the car before I could stop him. I watched as A Zhe approached the window and knocked on the glass. The window rolled down, revealing Chen Yi’s haggard and gloomy face.
A Zhe pointed at him, speaking animatedly with emotion. Chen Yi merely looked at him with a blank expression, his gaze cold and condescending.
Suddenly, Chen Yi forcefully pushed open the car door and grabbed A Zhe by the collar. "Who do you think you are? Dare to meddle in my affairs?!" Chen Yi's voice was hoarse, laced with intense hostility.
Though A Zhe was young and brash, he was just an ordinary student, far from being a match for someone like Chen Yi, who had spent years navigating the business world. He was momentarily stunned by Chen Yi's imposing presence.
"Let him go!" I rushed over in a hurry.
Upon seeing me, Chen Yi's eyes flickered for a moment before he released A Zhe. However, when his gaze turned to me, it was filled with hurt and... jealousy?
"Lan Wan," he looked at me and then glanced at A Zhe beside me, his voice strained, "Who is he?"
"Who he is has nothing to do with you." I pulled A Zhe behind me and glared coldly at Chen Yi. "What about you, Mr. Chen? What exactly do you want? Is it amusing to follow me around like a ghost?"
"I..." He opened his mouth as if to explain but ultimately just hung his head in despair, his voice barely audible. "I just wanted to see you..."
"I don't need you to see!" I interrupted him mercilessly. "Chen Yi, I’ll say this one last time: stay out of my life! Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to show everyone how the great CEO harasses his ex-wife like a creep!"
My words struck him like a sharp blade once more.
He abruptly lifted his head, pain and humiliation filling his eyes, yet... he had no strength to refute.
Indeed, what he was doing now was no different from that of a creep.
"Let's go, A Zhe."
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