Chapter 1393 - 1410: You Never Loved Me

Chapter 1393: Chapter 1410: You Never Loved Me

"Shaochen, I’m sorry... Shaochen... I... I..." She was momentarily incoherent, yet tremblingly clutched onto him tightly.

As if afraid that if he pulled his hand back, she would lose the entire world.

"I’m sorry..." Tears fell onto the back of his hand as she lowered her eyelids, her long lashes adorned with teardrops. She was born delicate and beautiful, coupled with a noble grace honed from a young age, making her entire face appear flawless without any imperfections.

That kind of face, that kind of expression — if it were one of those noble sons who had always adored her, they might have already been defeated, falling for her femininity.

But Shaochen just quietly looked at her, his gaze clear with a touch of gentleness, yet in that gaze, there seemed to be a window, one he could never open for anyone else but the woman in his heart.

But Nangong Zhongli would never understand, perhaps she would never understand.

Because as long as the man before her gave her a gentle look, a pitiful tone, or even just a smile, she would think she had reached heaven.

"I know I was wrong... Shaochen, I beg you... Can you forgive me just this once? Shaochen, I’m willing to do anything for you! I did all of this because I love you too much... I don’t want anyone else to share you with me, I only wish for me to be by your side, do you understand..."

She spoke from the depths of her heart, cradling his hand, her teeth trembling, her voice hoarse, she gazed at him with pleading eyes, yearning for him.

Just like a humble prisoner begging for God’s forgiveness.

Yes, he was her god, she had always known...

Shaochen looked at her, his gaze became complex and profound, making it impossible to discern what he was thinking.

But soon, he withdrew his hand.

With a touch of indifference, and a hint of decisiveness, he withdrew his hand.

Nangong Zhongli’s expression jolted, and she grabbed Shaochen’s arm once again.

"Shaochen... I was wrong, I’ll do anything you want... Just don’t hate me... Don’t ignore me, don’t abandon me... Shaochen, I’m begging you, I really love you so much, I..."

"Enough." Shaochen looked at her coldly: "You love me? You never loved me! Nangong Zhongli, what you call love is nothing more than possession, merely satisfying yourself. So... don’t ever mention love to me again..."

"No..." Nangong Zhongli shook her head, murmuring: "It’s not like that... It’s not!"

Shaochen was about to pour himself a drink, finding the pour too slow, suddenly, he impatiently pushed the glass away and lifted the bottle to drink straight from it.

He drank hastily and fiercely, and before long, half the bottle was gone.

Nangong Zhongli stood up trying to stop him, but he forcefully shoved her away. She nearly fell over, bumping into passersby who all gave her strange looks.

Tears blurred Nangong Zhongli’s eyes, she was about to speak when suddenly, a commotion came from the doorway.

Immediately, a woman accompanied by seven or eight men approached Nangong Zhongli, pointing at her and said: "It’s her! This bitch hit me!"

This was the woman whom Nangong Zhongli had poured wine on earlier and then fled from.

But now, she approached aggressively, as if about to devour Nangong Zhongli.

Nangong Zhongli wiped her tears and stood there dumbfounded for several seconds before coming to her senses.