Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Jinrong crossed his arms above his chest, the corners of his lips curling up. At this moment, he did not know if he should feel sad for her or should he pity her.

This was indeed a boring wife-swapping game.

"Chu Lui, one day, you might come to regret. Like I did." His magnetic voice faded slowly into the surrounding atmosphere.

He knew. And who else?

Xia Ruoxin frowned her eyebrows uncomfortably. She could not sleep well in an unfamiliar environment.

Lu Jinrong did not attempt to touch her as she tossed and turned the whole night. Instead, he put himself up on the sofa and did not allow her to leave. After all, he had paid a hefty price. If he did nothing, he felt wronged.

However, no one knew that this wasn't what he had in mind.

If this was what Chu Lui had wanted, he would make sure that Chu Lui got what he desired. Otherwise, there was no guarantee that this wouldn't happen again. That was all he could do to help this woman.

…

Lu Jinrong gave Xia Ruoxin a wave as he leaned against the door. "Goodbye, little woman. Thank you for the wonderful night." He smiled, and his deep, blue eyes narrowed. He did not look like the devil now—more like an angel. It was a genuine smile.

Xia Ruoxin licked her lips, and she gave a deep bow to Lu Jinrong, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

As she walked further and further away, Lu Jinrong's eyes started to mist. Through her, he was reminded of another woman's silhouette. Some people had been tossed aside while some memories were broken.

Xia Ruoxin turned around and looked up the five-star hotel which was over ten-stories high. The sun's reflection from the glass windows caused her to squint in discomfort. When she turned back, the light was totally blocked from her eyes.

She looked up and met the man's profound gaze. It was so deep that she couldn't see the depth.

"Ah Lui." She smiled faintly as if she had not seen him for a lifetime. It seemed surreal that they had not seen each other for a long time. Suddenly, she felt mistreated. She wanted to ask, and yet she didn't.

In the end, she only managed to say his name. Just those two words.

Chu Lui reached out and held her waist. The slight use of force from his arms caused her to experience some pain.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head and rested his hand on her hair. She wasn't sure if he was feeling sincere or faking it, but he sounded troubled.

So troubled that between them, it was getting harder to breathe.

"It's okay. I know… I know everything."

Xia Ruoxin shook her head as her eyes started to tear up, blurring the man's features from time to time. She thought she knew. It was only after that that she finally realized she actually knew nothing.

Chu Lui walked her to his car, and they got on. The journey was punctuated by a silence which was worse than before. On this night, he seemed to revert to the old him on their wedding night. He was forceful and violent, cruel and cold. Xia Ruoxin accepted everything in silence. She thought he was more tired and in more pain than her.

In fact, she did not know that she was always the one in pain.

…

She felt indescribable warmth when a ray of light fell on her shoulders. She sat up and felt the empty space beside her. It was cold. He had been very busy lately, more so compared to the past. Sometimes, there were days when he didn't even come home.