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A week later, the woman was discharged from the hospital.
After another late-night surgery, I opened the door, dragging my weary body behind me. I froze in place.
The woman was leisurely sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding mother Ke's hand, and sweetly said, "Auntie, you have no idea how much I've missed you and your cooking while I was abroad."
When she saw me return, she didn’t get up but pretended to be polite, saying, "Doctor Jiang, I heard you were the one who performed my surgery. Thank you."
The next moment, as if remembering something, she stood up and extended her right hand to me. "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jiang Wan, and I live next door. I hope we can get along well in the future."
I stared at her in shock. "What did you say your name was?"
She smiled innocently, "Didn’t A Chen tell you? My name is also Jiang Wan, but I'm the gentle Wan while you are the night Wan."
mother Ke chuckled in agreement, "Our A Chen really has a connection with all the Jiang Wans."
"One is his childhood friend, and the other is his wife..."
I didn’t hear a single word of what they said afterward; their laughter pierced my ears like sharp needles.
From the very beginning, Ke Jingchen had been standing quietly to the side, not saying a word.
It turned out that in this "perfect love," I was merely a substitute.
I absentmindedly pushed around some food on my plate when a wave of nausea suddenly hit me.
I hurriedly got up and ran to the bathroom until I vomited everything out, even my bile.
Ke Jingchen squatted behind me, patting my back and softly asking what was wrong.
I tossed the tissue I had just used into the trash can and replied, "It's nothing."
mother Ke quickly came over as well, " Wan Wan, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Mom. I had two extra surgeries added today and didn't have time to eat; my stomach feels a bit off."
"I'm going to rest in my room for a bit."
Ke Jingchen followed me into the bedroom, where the orange light made the room feel particularly warm and cozy.
I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Ke Jingchen change into his pajamas.
Thinking of the name he had gently called over the years, it actually belonged to someone else, and a wave of bitterness washed over me.
“Wan Wan, don’t misunderstand. I grew up with her…”
“Jingchen.” I softly called his name.
He lifted his gaze, looking flustered and innocent.
“Let’s move back to the house in the city.”
Ke Jingchen’s father passed away unexpectedly during his high school years.
Overnight, the stock price of Ke Group plummeted, teetering on the brink of bankruptcy.
His once pampered mother was forced to shoulder the heavy burden.
Everyone was waiting to see her fail.
Thanks to the Jiang family next door extending a helping hand, the the Ke Family narrowly escaped disaster.
For all these years, Ke Jingchen and his mother have been grateful to the Jiang family.
When we got married, mother Ke specifically bought a villa for us in the city.
But Ke Jingchen insisted on staying at the old house with her because he was worried about her being alone.
After three years of marriage, this was the first time I proposed moving out of the old house.
“We’ve been living here just fine; why do you suddenly want to move?”
My thoughts were abruptly pulled back.
“I’ve been working overtime lately; it would be more convenient for me to live in the city.”
“Didn’t we agree when we got married? My mom doesn’t like city life; we should stay here to keep her company.”
“We can hire a nanny for her, and we can visit every weekend.”
Ke Jingchen’s expression darkened instantly, his voice cold: “Wan Wan, my mom doesn’t like interacting with outsiders.”
“But…”
“Stop throwing a tantrum; be good.” Although he tried hard to restrain himself, there was still an unmistakable tone of reproach in his voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the room was plunged into darkness.
"Good night." A gentle kiss landed on my forehead.
Then, Ke Jingchen turned over and lay down.
Before long, his breathing became steady, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Yet I felt no drowsiness at all and carefully got up.
By the light of the moon, I traced the contours of the man's face, from his brows and eyes down to his jawline.
I gazed at him for a long time.
For a brief moment, the person before me felt so unfamiliar.
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