Chapter 1278: What Kind of Spell Did She Cast?

Chapter 1278: Chapter 1278: What Kind of Spell Did She Cast?

He sneered repeatedly, "You’ve said so much, but in the end, you just want to leave me. You simply don’t love me. Do you really care?"

"I don’t care." She said lightly yet firmly, "Chu Ci, you’re right, I really don’t love you. What about you is worth loving? Is it your handsome face, your power and status, or the endless money? Let me tell you, I don’t need any of it."

Her voice became slightly hoarse: "I can do without love, but I also want a dignified and respectable life. Tell me, Chu Ci, what have you given me? Besides this tainted body, you’ve given me nothing!"

He was startled.

He never imagined that his gentle wife would say such harsh and sharp words, and for a moment, he couldn’t react.

Zhao Mo Ran was very calm: "Chu Ci, I won’t force you, and please don’t force me."

He stared at her for a while, and then slowly spoke, "You actually really want to divorce me, don’t you?"

At first, she said nothing. After a while, realizing he was waiting for an answer, she said, "It’s not about whether I want to or not, but whether I can. Chu Ci, you obviously know if you don’t let me go, I can’t leave."

Upon hearing this, he laughed coldly, "You really know."

He wanted to say something else, but looking at her indifferent face, he swallowed his words. At the end of the day, he lacked the confidence to confront her like this, especially since he had another woman outside and even had a child. The most important thing now is to resolve the issue with Song Yunfei and her unborn child, but Chu Ci knew deep down, the main issue he must resolve is his mother.

His mother had expressed disappointment to him more than once, wanting Zhao Mo Ran to have another child for him. But Chu Ci wasn’t in a hurry about such matters. Although he planned to have another child, that would be at least after two years when Xun Xun would be older and less demanding. He knew Zhao Mo Ran had practically raised the child. Now, with a ready-made child, possibly a grandson, his mother would not easily give up.

Chu Ci glanced at her again and softly said, "I will go to the old house. If my mother calls you over during this time, don’t go."

He let her off lightly, which surprised her.

Chu Ci went downstairs, feeling quite annoyed, and smoked for a while in the car.

After a while, she heard the sound of the car driving away from upstairs, lost in thought for a moment.

To say she was completely unconcerned would be a lie; to say she wanted a divorce, she wasn’t sure. Because where could she go after a divorce? Her family wouldn’t accept her, they might even blame her for not managing her husband well and causing trouble, and certainly wouldn’t empathize with her situation.

Staying, as Chu Ci said, his mother would definitely make things difficult for her.

As for the child, unless Chu Ci insisted, it might not be possible to get rid of... A life like this, which wasn’t even related to her—that was Chu Ci’s child; she was not so saintly and altruistic. In the end, she smiled lightly.

Just let it be.

*

When Chu Ci’s car arrived at the Chu Family mansion, it was already close to three o’clock. The Chu Family was lively, it seemed there were guests, at least as soon as Chu Ci walked in, he could smell the fragrance of tea.

He halted his steps, standing in front of the hall, looking towards the sofa—

His noble mother was there, sitting beside Song Yunfei, the two were chatting intimately, especially Chu Ci’s mother’s expression was particularly gentle, an expression Chu Ci hadn’t seen on her face in a long time, at least not towards Zhao Mo Ran.

He sneered, wondering what kind of enchantment the Song family had bewitched his mother with...