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Chapter Four
The night was as dark as ink, and I sat alone in the empty bedroom, my inner pain felt like an endless abyss, slowly consuming me. Cheng Yifan's indifference and Lin Mengyao's provocations pierced my heart like poisoned arrows, leaving wounds that would never heal. I realized that all the efforts and sacrifices I had made in this marriage had ultimately resulted in nothing but endless disappointment and hurt.
The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains into the room, yet I felt an overwhelming chill. My weary body made it almost impossible to rise, but I knew I could no longer continue like this. I could not endure this relentless torment any longer.
I walked to the bathroom and stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror. The face looking back at me was pale and weak, with swollen eyes that seemed to have endured a long battle. Once, I had eagerly devoted everything to this marriage, but now all hope had turned to ashes in the cold reality.
"What did I do wrong?" I whispered to myself, my voice filled with pain and self-reproach. I had once believed in love, believed in Cheng Yifan, but now it seemed that was merely a delusion I had created for myself.
"Why should I endure all of this?" I spoke to my reflection, a flicker of determination flashing in my eyes. Tears welled up but I stubbornly refused to let them fall.
In that moment, I finally understood that I could no longer sink deeper. I could not allow myself to be a victim of Cheng Yifan and Lin Mengyao any longer. I had to reclaim my dignity and rediscover the strong, confident person I once was.
I walked to the wardrobe and began sorting through my clothes. Each piece had been carefully chosen, but now they stood as witnesses to my suffering. I decided to leave this home, to escape this place that had shattered my heart.
As I finished packing my suitcase, the door suddenly swung open, and Cheng Yifan stood at the threshold, surprise etched on his face.
" Yingying, what are you doing?" His voice carried a hint of unease; clearly, he hadn’t anticipated my actions.
"I'm leaving here," I replied coldly, my gaze unwavering and resolute.
"Leaving? Where are you going?" He stepped forward quickly, trying to stop me.
"To a place that no longer causes me pain." I met his eyes directly, filled with endless sorrow and determination. "Cheng Yifan, I've had enough. There has never been real love between us."
His face instantly turned pale, a flicker of panic flashing in his eyes. He reached out to grab my hand, but I forcefully shook him off.
“ Yingying, don’t do this,” his voice carried a hint of pleading, but this time, I would no longer be deceived by his hypocritical affection.
“Cheng Yifan, you have completely disappointed me.” My voice was as cold as ice, yet my heart was filled with endless pain. “All your promises to me were nothing but lies. You made me lose myself, lose trust, and lose all hope for life.”
He seemed to want to explain something, but I was no longer willing to listen. His words sounded so hypocritical and powerless in my ears.
“It’s over between us.” I said with all my strength, my voice filled with determination and sorrow.
A flash of pain crossed Cheng Yifan’s eyes as he tried to reach for me again, but I looked at him coldly, my gaze devoid of any warmth.
“Let go, Cheng Yifan,” I said softly, my voice betraying an undeniable sadness. “You never truly loved me, and I no longer need your kind of love.”
He released his grip, his eyes reflecting deep helplessness and pain. I knew that nothing could be salvaged now; no matter what he did at this moment, it wouldn’t change my decision.
Dragging my suitcase behind me, I walked out of the door that had once held such a strong attachment for me. Each step felt heavy, yet my heart was resolute. I knew that this departure might be my only chance to start anew.
The moment I stepped outside, I felt a huge weight lift from my heart. The world outside remained noisy, but it appeared incredibly clear to me now. I realized that I had finally freed myself from that painful marriage and reclaimed my freedom.
Tears silently fell after I left, but this time, I did not feel despair. The road ahead may still be rugged, but I was ready to face everything that lay before me.
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