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When I stood in front of Ye Yu and proposed to her, I saw a flash of surprise on her face.
Yes, back then she abandoned me just because she saw me in a low state.
Now that I have succeeded, how could I still look at her?
Ye Yu's expression was grim: "Gu Ling, you want to take revenge on me."
She wasn't a fool; she naturally understood why I wanted to marry her.
I raised an eyebrow at her: "So what if I do?"
"After the way you treated me back then, isn't it only right for me to take revenge on you?"
Ye Yu was left speechless.
I continued, "Either you marry me, or I will ruin your entire family."
"You choose."
Ye Yu's face turned pale, and her clear eyes were filled with tears.
Looking at that familiar face, a trace of reluctance flashed through my heart.
But thinking about how decisively she had abandoned me back then, that trace of reluctance quickly faded away.
That night, I took Ye Yu to a hotel.
She was unwilling, but I forced myself upon her.
After it was over, she curled up on the bed and cried.
I lit a cigarette and said calmly, "Ye Yu, don't think about running away. You know that ruining your entire family is as easy as pie for me now."
"If you don't want anything to happen to your parents, you'd better listen to me."
Ye Yu trembled all over and cried even harder.
I knew my threat had worked.
I reached out and touched her head: "Ye Yu, as long as you behave, I won't do anything to you."
"You know I still love you, right?"
"As long as you obey, I will still love and care for you like before."
Ye Yu looked at me with tear-filled eyes, and after a long while, she nodded.
I knew she had agreed.
Ye Yu and I held a quiet wedding.
There were no guests, just me, Ye Yu, and the person officiating the ceremony.
It felt like a mere formality.
After the wedding, Ye Yu and I lived under the same roof.
But our communication was pitifully sparse.
I left early and returned late every day, filling my time with work, seemingly unwilling to give her any chance to connect with me.
When I got home, I wore a cold expression and didn’t speak to her.
Thinking of her illness made me feel both vengeful and unable to face her.
This conflicting emotion made me irritable and angry.
One day during dinner, I looked at Ye Yu with a hint of mockery: "Why don’t you put some rat poison on the table and kill me?"
"That way, you wouldn’t have to face me anymore, would you?"
Ye Yu’s face instantly turned pale.
I knew my words had hurt her.
But that wasn’t enough.
"Ye Yu, when did you become so tolerant?"
"Weren't you good at running away before?"
"Run again! If you run away, I will ruin everything for you. Why don’t you try!"
Ye Yu lowered her head and didn’t say a word.
I know she is crying.
But I feel particularly relieved inside.
This is not enough.
This is far from enough.
I should have cherished her in my hands and pampered her, but she abandoned me when I was at my lowest.
Ye Yu, this is what you owe me.
I began to frequently go out for social gatherings.
Every time I returned, it was always deep into the night.
Sometimes when I was drunk, I was supported back by the driver.
Other times, I wasn't drunk, but the women accompanying me were different each time, and none of them were my wife.
Ye Yu has helped me undress more than once when I came home drunk.
She has also seen me holding other women in my arms more than once.
But she said nothing, only silently prepared hangover soup for me, then quietly returned to her own room.
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