C4 Not Fit to be Mrs Xu

Hearing the door being slammed shut, Ruhr's tears fell like a dam that burst.

Clenching her arm tightly, she didn't want to cry out loud. She didn't know when, but the cold water just happened to fall on her head. No matter how cold the water was, it couldn't cool her heart.

When he woke up, it was already noon of the second day.

Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly, shining through the white curtains into the room.

Rohr sat up in bed, confused. He inadvertently glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was ten o'clock.

Looking at the golden sunlight on the floor, he tried to recall what happened last night.

If not for the clear pain in her waist, she would have suspected that what happened last night was a dream.

Lu Er touched his face and found that his left cheek was extremely red and swollen. His stomach also started to protest at this moment.

Only now did Ruhr remember that she hadn't eaten since noon yesterday.

He went into the washroom and washed his face and rinsed his mouth. When he saw a clear palm print on his face in the mirror, he laughed at himself. Because of this palm print, his pale complexion seemed to have recovered.

After cleaning himself up, Lu Er went into the living room and opened the refrigerator. He wanted to eat something to fill his stomach.

Just as he took out a piece of cold bread, he heard a faint sound coming from upstairs.

There was water in the master bedroom.

Ruhr suspiciously raised his head to look in the direction of Xu Lin's room.

Did Xu Lin stay last night?

Ruhr walked to the staircase in a soft and light manner. Just as she was about to step up to see what was going on, her foot touched the wooden staircase, and the scene of Xu Lin getting angry appeared in her mind.

It had been on her first day in the house, Ruhr remembered, when she had accidentally broken a small perfume bottle for Xu Lin, who had gone to help her tidy up the room. It had been the first time she had come so close to Xu Lin, and he had shouted at her by the collar.

He said he wouldn't let her take another step up the stairs.

You don't deserve it.

Remembering Xu Lin's expression at that time, Lu Er's foot seemed to have been electrocuted as he withdrew it.

Luer stuffed the bread in his hand into his mouth and quickly ran to the refrigerator to take out a bunch of ingredients and enter the kitchen.

Normally, Xu Lin didn't live here, so she only ate to deal with him. But today, Xu Lin didn't leave early in the morning. As his wife, she should've made breakfast for him.

Ruhr She roasted several pieces of toast in one breath, dipped them in jam, fried the ham, fried the eggs, and carried them to the table. Remembering that she seemed to have drunk the night before, she turned to heat another glass of milk.

Xu Lin stood in the hallway of the second floor, watching the orderly busy women downstairs in the cafeteria, his eyes gradually grew gloomy.

Why? Why was it that after killing the person he loved the most, she could still lead such a peaceful life? His marriage contract only tied her to his side, allowing him to keep torturing her. However, when he couldn't see, she was actually able to safely prepare breakfast for him.

"The happiest thing is that I can cook breakfast for Ah Lin every day." Once upon a time, Li Qingqing had wrapped her arms around his neck and told him so.

However, even with such a simple yearning, he was still unable to fulfill it. And all of this was caused by this woman!

Such happiness, what she was currently enjoying, and her identity as Lady Xu, should originally have belonged to Li Jun!

Xu Lin held the fence tightly, his knuckles turning white because of the excessive force. He wiped his lips, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

If he could use this woman's life to exchange for Li Qingqing, he would definitely strangle her to death.

"Xu Lin?" Ruhr's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ruhr looked up at Xu Lin's direction. When did he stand there?

When she thought about how Xu Lin had been watching her for so long, she actually felt a little happy.

Xu Lin slowly walked down the stairs and stopped at the dining table.

"Xu Lin, have some breakfast first." Ruhr said to him carefully.

Xu Lin turned his head and looked at her coldly, "Mrs Xu, your life has been very peaceful and happy."

Lu Er was stunned, he didn't understand what Xu Lin meant.

"If you're really so bored, then go to work at the company. I've kept idle people for three years. That should be enough." Xu Lin looked at her with loathing, before placing his gaze on the breakfast in front of her, "She really is a good wife."

Xu Lin sneered. "Make me breakfast?" Unfortunately, you are not qualified. "

Xu Lin apathetically turned around and slowly walked out of the room.

The door was slammed shut, and the huge house returned to its usual lifeless state. Lur looked at the still steaming milk on the table, bit his lips hard, and slowly raised his face.

This habit began when she was very young. There was a little boy in her memory who had once said to her that when she was sad, he would raise his head so that his tears wouldn't fall and pretend not to be sad.

Her mouth tasted of salt. She clearly knew that doing that would be of no use. She knew it, but she could not stop herself from feeling sad.

Ruhr wiped away his tears and forced a smile.

No matter what she did, Xu Lin would never be able to see it. However, there were times when she felt that Xu Lin wasn't someone who didn't feel anything for her.

He liked her favorite perfume, he loved her favorite song, and he loved eating her favorite food.

Just like that small perfume bottle that she accidentally broke, it was the most familiar scent that she had ever tasted.

It was because of this that she had yearned to be by Xu Lin's side for three years.

It didn't matter even if she was humble, it didn't matter even if she had no dignity or no face. It didn't matter even if she knew that she was being played by him. She had always believed that Xu Lin would one day see her.

But it had been six years since she'd first met him, when she'd been in love with him and had been pursuing him ever since she'd married him for three years. Ruhr could not understand, even if it was a stone she was holding back the heat, it should have melted, but why, the gap between her and Xu Lin, has always been there, and also let them further and further apart.

Lur powerlessly squatted on the ground, hugging his knees and wailing in pain.