C2 Let's Get Divorced

That's right, she was the one who brought disgrace to herself, who wouldn't listen to others' advice and wanted to be together with him, who wouldn't hesitate to marry him.

And all the pain and suffering he had brought in these three years were all his own. Whether it was his body or his heart, Xue Hee was already riddled with holes.

Because from the beginning, everything was just his wishful thinking. In his heart, there had never been a woman called Xue Hee.

And now, it was time to put an end to this evil fate …

Xue Hee slowly closed her eyes and calmly said, "Han Qichen, please let me go."

"What did you say?"

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes. A trace of complicated emotions quickly appeared in his cold eyes. However, he regained his composure in the blink of an eye. He followed the direction of Xue Hee's head and found the divorce agreement that had lain there since he entered the bedroom.

His thin lips were pressed into a thin line of whiteness, and his jaw was set in a sharp line. The temperature in the dark room plummeted, giving off a chill that made one's hair stand on end.

Xue Hee knew that this was a sign of his anger. However, she handed the divorce agreement back to Han Qichen recklessly. Although her arms were trembling, her tone was still very firm.

"Han Qichen..." Let's get divorced. I was married to you for three years, and I was tortured by you for three years. I owe you, haven't I paid it off? "

The next second, everything in the world seemed to stop.

Xue Hee didn't even know how she had the courage to say what she had just said. Her mind went blank. However, she couldn't take back her words. She could only endure the suffocating pressure as her heart was filled with pain.

"When is it your turn to command me?"

After a while, his magnetic voice came back.

The man's expression was as sharp as a blade. His thin lips slightly parted, revealing a cold and desolate smile. He then pulled the agreement out of Xue Hee's hand. She stared at Xue Hee with her eagle-like eyes. She slowly tore the letter of agreement in half and threw it on the ground.

"Xue Hee, you won't be able to repay me for the rest of your life."

He slowly spat out the judgement word, and slammed into Xue Hee's chest like a giant boulder weighing over a thousand kilograms.

She looked at the white paper that had fallen to the ground, and her mind was as blank as she was now. She could only feel endless despair.

"Why …"

Before he could finish his sentence, Han Qichen suddenly made a move and fiercely pushed Xue Hee onto the bed. His long body pressed down against her body, his hot breath on her neck. The numbness made her entire body stiffen, making her feel as if she were about to suffocate. He clasped her slender arms with both hands, his eyes cold and uncaring.

Xue Hee was suddenly a little afraid of his rage, so she tried her best to push him away. But the more she struggled, the more he tortured her.

Because of the contradictory feeling in his chest, he was crazily asking for it, completely ignoring her pleas.

Xue Hee had already been tormented to the point where she had no strength left at all. The intense tearing pain had almost caused her to faint.

He didn't know how many more times he asked for her, but he was satisfied and was able to leave her body. Xue Hee was like a broken rag doll, lying on the ground in a sorry state.

"You are only my plaything. "As long as I'm not done playing, you can forget about leaving!"

Han Qichen's words were like ice, mercilessly nailing down her crestfallen back.