Chapter 1112 The Day the Dream Was Shattered

The two looked at each other quietly for a moment.

Xia Ling's mind went blank, and his gaze was piercing her, as if he was trying to peel off her bones. I don't know how long it took for her consciousness to return to her mind, and a small voice in her heart said to her: Xia Ling, what are you afraid of? Walk over, you haven't done anything wrong, it's him who feels sorry for you.

When she thought of this, she took a deep breath, raised her head and walked over.

Passing by Pei Ziheng.

The porch of the villa was not spacious. Her body was close to the roses and she passed by him in silence.

Suddenly, Pei Ziheng grabbed her. "Xia Ling," he said solemnly, "you owe me an explanation."

Her body was trembling slightly, and even she didn't know what she was afraid of. His eyes were filled with overwhelming anger, and she didn't even know where this anger came from. She wanted to say no, to contradict him, not to give any explanation. But his terrifying eyes finally made her give in, and she whispered: "It's just a passerby. I bumped into him and sprained my foot, so he sent me back."

"A passerby?" Pei Ziheng sneered, "You said the big boss of Tianyi would be a passerby? Xia Ling, your wings are strong, you will dare to seduce no matter who it is!"

The word seduction made her face burn.

How could he say that to her? !

Xia Ling raised her head angrily and looked at him. Suddenly she couldn't control her emotions and cried again: "Pei Ziheng, what do you think of me? Your pet! Why can you marry another woman? I can’t even sprain my ankle and be sent home?! Why do you care who I’m with? You’re going to get married! Let me tell you, there’s no way I can share the same husband with Wang Jingwan, never!”

She got emotional and yelled at him.

His eyes suddenly became cold and stern. The person who sent her home was not a passerby, but Li Lei! This name was a thorn in Pei Ziheng's heart. He didn't know why, but he was particularly disgusted with her being with Li Lei. Even if they met once and exchanged a few words, they couldn't! The moment he saw Li Lei sending her home, his mind buzzed, as if the whole world had gone dark. He didn't know why this happened, but... anyone could do it, but not Li Lei! He held her hand harder and harder, as if he was crushing her bones.

Xia Ling endured the pain and looked at him unyieldingly: "Pei Ziheng, you beast, devil! How long can you control me, one month? Two months? When you get married, I will be with whoever I want to be with." , you have nothing to do with it!" She was just talking out of anger. Even if he was married, how could she be with another man? She loves him so much, loves her life to the core, if he had another woman, she would be heartbroken.

She looked up at him, her angry eyes filled with subtle prayer and hope.

How she longed for such a threat to make him regret his marriage to Wang Jingwan and return to her.

However, he didn't.

Pei Ziheng grabbed her all at once and dragged her into the house without any further explanation. The force was so strong that she staggered and almost fell. The injured ankle was in severe pain. She didn't know if it was sprained again. For a moment, cold sweat fell from her face, "Pei Ziheng, let go!"

Pei Ziheng refused to let her go, dragging her to the bed roughly and turning her over to hold her down.

"Xia Ling," he tore off her clothes with a slam, and pinched her chin, "I think you have forgotten who you are! You can't even think about being with other men, in this life or in the next life." !"

The rage in his eyes was like the burning fire of hell.

Xia Ling looked at him in fear, knowing how terrifying his anger was, and said with a trembling voice: "Pei Ziheng, no!"

But he turned a deaf ear and invaded her fiercely, violently and violently, deliberately hurting her.

Xia Ling's tears flowed more fiercely, the horrible memory of the first time that had been submerged by the sweet illusions of these years came back, time seemed to go back to the time when she was sixteen years old, the abandoned garage in Paris, filthy In a cramped taxi. At that time, he was just so careless...

No matter how much she begged, it was useless...

It turned out that it was not that he had changed, but that she had never seen him clearly.

Xia Ling cried until her voice became hoarse. She didn't know whether it was for pain or something else. It was so desolate, as if the whole world had been lost. When she was exhausted, she fell asleep in his arms.

When I woke up, the sun was already three in the sky, and warm sunlight shone on the bed through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The bed was messy and the man was no longer there.

She looked down at the mess and was lost in thought for a long time. She struggled to get up and entered the bathroom. In the mirror, a face with messy makeup and eyes as swollen as walnuts was reflected. There were bruises all over her body, and bursts of pain deep in her body seemed to tear her apart.

She hugged her naked body and slid to the ground little by little.

Perhaps, all of this was destined to be a mistake from the beginning.

Since it started with a rape, so good, and ended with a rape...

The tears can no longer be shed, as if I have cried all the tears from several lifetimes these past few days. Looking out the window at the bright sunny sky, she made the biggest decision in her life.

leave him.

Xia Ling, leave him.

He has nothing left for you to cling to.

Since you can't get that complete love, since...he has never really put you in his heart, then leaving is the best and only choice.

Her expression was calmer than ever.

I got up, took a shower carefully, and packed my luggage in an orderly manner.

She didn't have much luggage. She kept all the jewelry and real estate deeds he gave her. She only brought a few changes of clothes and a bank card of her own, which contained some of her savings from being a singer over the years.

Dragging the suitcase down to the first floor, Zhou's mother was not there, probably going out to buy groceries.

She turned back and glanced at the house she had lived in for many years, the familiar furniture and furnishings, and the coat she had just hung for him on the floor-standing clothes rack in the living room... Everything made her want to cry again.

Goodbye, Pei Ziheng.

She said silently in her heart, turned around decisively, and opened the front door of the villa.

The sunlight outside was bright and dazzling, and a tall man was standing under the porch, raising his hand to open the door. Seeing her and her suitcase, Pei Ziheng's expression turned gloomy, and he slapped her hard with his backhand.

She was caught off guard and fell to the ground, like a kite with a broken string that flew several steps away.

She covered her face and looked at him in disbelief, as if she were looking at the most ferocious devil in the world. "You hit me?" she asked softly, as if talking to herself. After so many years...he had never hit her, but this year, on the day she decided to leave, he once again shattered her dream of beauty for many years.