Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

On Chu Lui’s unhappy face, his lips curled into a small smile. He seemed to be saying something.

“Idiot!”

Du Jingtang waited for a response from Chu Lui. None came. He touched his nose, looked at the computer screen, and finally, prepared to make his exit. “Alright, Cousin. I won’t disturb you any further. There’s also a lot of work waiting for me to do. So… I’ll make a move.”

Still, Chu Lui continued to treat him as if he was invisible. He mumbled as he left.

“What’s up with him, being so gloomy the whole day? Freak.”

After Du Jingtang left, Chu Lui stopped whatever he was working on and reached out for the letter on the table. He read it again, lips pursed tightly. How was it possible for a three-year-old child to be so sick? He saw the address. Coincidentally, the child was not far from him. Perhaps, he could drop by for a visit.

He put the letter down and relaxed himself in the chair with his back against it. His hands rubbed gently at her eyebrows. However, there were visible blood veins in his dark eyes when he opened them.

Lately, he had been suffering from insomnia every night. Each time he closed his eyes, that woman would appear in his mind—like a curse—constantly confusing and bothering him. Scenes from that night, four years ago, kept playing through his mind vividly.

He had never forgotten what happened.

He threw the pen in his hand away and then closed his eyes again. He was feeling exceptionally tired today.

Li Manni opened the door to Chu Lui’s office without care and entered bearing a cup of coffee. She set it down on the table before standing aside. The man never opened his tightly closed eyes.

“Lui, I made you coffee.” She made herself put on a smile. In fact, she did not feel like smiling at all. She wondered what was troubling him. He did not tell her, and no matter how much she guessed, she could not figure it out. She felt an unspeakable defeat.

“Mmm.” Chu Lui opened his eyes and reached out for the coffee. Perhaps, this was what he needed right now.

He took a sip. His eyebrows turned into a frown. How did the coffee get bitter and bitter? Nevertheless, he finished it. The bitter taste intensified as it lingered in his mouth.

His eyes stopped at Li Manni’s belly, and his eyes narrowed with a questioning look.

Li Manni froze for a second. She smiled sheepishly. “Lui, I’m not.” Her voice went softer and softer, even sounded embarrassed. She also wished she could conceive soon. However, it’s just not meant to be.

Chu Lui got to his feet and walked over to Li Manni. His hands circled her waist and brought her into his arms.

“No hurry. There will be one soon.” He believed in himself. He would make his wife bear their child. Yet, as he lowered his head and caressed Li Manni’s black silky hair, a look of guilt went past his eyes. He was not sure why.

It was because he had been unfaithful to her. He had physical intimacy with another woman, and she was none other than his ex-wife. However, he had no regrets. None at all. That woman had tormented him for four years. How could he let her off so easily? He was always one to bear grudges, especially after having accumulated his hatred for over four years. He would ensure that she would repay him in full.