Lin Yixun stared blankly at the chandelier above her, the light somewhat blinding, yet she seemed utterly unaware. Unconsciously, her consciousness began to blur bit by bit, the surroundings had somehow transformed into a vast sea of lavender, dreamlike and purple, with a bright blue sky and radiant sunshine. And there was Ouyang Hao’s brilliant, sunny smile. Suddenly, Ouyang Hao’s charming and handsome face turned into Leng Yixiu’s cold one. Lin Yixun abruptly snapped back to reality, gasping for air like someone awakened from a nightmare. The man who had tormented her in the master bedroom was long gone, but the memories continued to torment her like shadows. She suddenly thought of Ouyang Hao, recalling the moment he proposed to her, remembering his childlike smile. Tears welled up and streamed down her face, turning into heart-wrenching sobs. The more she remembered the sweet times, the more painful it became, so painful that she wished she could die instantly! Original content can be found at novęlfire.net Lin Yixun walked barefoot into the bathroom and saw a razor on the sink. She reached out for it, her gaze fixated on the artery in her wrist. In her despair, she wondered if she would die if she cut deeply here. The razor blade was very sharp. As soon as it touched her wrist, blood slowly seeped out. The sharp pain in her wrist woke Lin Yixun instantly. No, she couldn’t die. Her mother still needed her, and her father had almost given up everything for her. How could she be so selfish as to die, leaving them to endure the pain of a parent losing their child? She couldn’t be so cruel! Unable to seek death, she had no choice but to drag out her existence in this world, even if it meant living like a ghost. She had to keep going. Lin Yixun put the razor back in its place, turned on the tap, and washed the blood from her wrist. She had pulled back quickly just now, so the razor only grazed the surface of her skin, and the bleeding soon stopped. However, the circular mark on her wrist silently reminded her of what had just happened. Lin Yixun raised her head and saw her face in the large dressing mirror. Her face, pale to the point of transparency, was surrounded by heavy dark circles due to long-term insomnia, and her hair was as dry as straw. She looked like a wandering ghost, lifeless. How could such a person still make Leng Yixiu so obsessed? Thinking of this man, Lin Yixun’s gaze suddenly became sharp. She was only one step away from happiness, one step, yet all her hopes were cruelly extinguished by this man. How could she not hate him? Since Leng Yixiu couldn’t bear to see her happy, then she would spend her whole life fighting him to the end, ensuring neither of them had a good life! After leaving the master bedroom, Leng Yixiu went straight to the study. On one hand, he had urgent work to handle. Recently, there had been several cases at the company that required his personal attention but had been put on hold due to Lin Yixun. On the other hand, he didn’t know how to face Lin Yixun. Whenever Leng Yixiu encountered difficulties, he always immersed himself in work. It was five years ago, and it was still the same now. Work allowed him to temporarily forget his worries, numb himself, making him believe things weren’t that bad. When Leng Yixiu finished his work and composed himself, he returned to the master bedroom to find the room in darkness. He walked lightly, feeling his way to the bedside and turned on the bedside lamp. In the dim light, Lin Yixun’s profile came into view. She seemed to be asleep, yet even in her sleep, her brows remained tightly knitted. In Leng Yixiu’s memory, her brows had never relaxed in sleep. He knew well who caused all this, but he sadly found himself powerless to change it. He had turned Lin Yixun into an unhappy person and couldn’t make her happy again. The man’s fingers gently brushed Lin Yixun’s cheek. As they touched the corner of her eye, her expression slightly changed. He moved his fingers lower and found the pillow was indeed wet. Leng Yixiu withdrew his hand, his fingers slowly tightening, then helplessly loosening. A dull pain, like something had scraped it, arose in a corner of his heart. He forced a stiff smile. What was he doing now, exactly? Knowing it was futile, he still insisted on moving forward. He was now even more obsessive than Lin Yixun had been in the past. Once a person has an obsession, they become a puppet of fate, and Leng Yixiu was no exception. His obsession with Lin Yixun had grown intensely, an attachment even he couldn’t remove. Leng Yixiu tightly held Lin Yixun in his arms, sleeping with her in his embrace. He thought this might close the gap between them, but sadly realized it was nothing but self-deception. In the middle of the night, half asleep, Leng Yixiu heard Lin Yixun’s painful moans. He woke up with a start and shook the woman beside him hard. "Lin Yixun?" Her response was labored breathing and more painful moans. Sensing this, the man instantly became alert. He reached out to touch her forehead, finding it burning like a furnace. Leng Yixiu’s heart tightened. He quickly got up and dialed Cen Lin’s number. Woken by the call in the middle of the night, Cen Lin felt a surge of anger. "President Leng, do you have any idea what time it is?" "Lin Yixun has a fever." "What does her fever have to do with me?" "I just want to know what I should do." "She has a fever, don’t you know how to take her temperature? Stop bothering me, I need to sleep." "Thirty-eight and a half degrees." Hearing thirty-eight and a half degrees, Cen Lin became even more irritated. "My dear President Leng, getting anxious over a temperature below thirty-nine degrees? Leng Yixiu, are you still the Leng Yixiu I know?" The man frowned and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?" "You must have fever medicine at home, right? Follow the instructions and give her a few pills. Monitor her temperature through the night. If it goes down, there’s no big problem. If it’s still high by morning, call me then." After saying that, Cen Lin hung up with a snap and fell back into bed but found herself unable to sleep. Muttering to herself, "Why does Leng Yixiu’s IQ and EQ drop to zero when it comes to his ex-wife? Love is truly a terrifying thing!"