If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 910 - Nothing but Mutual Destruction
Chapter 910: Chapter 910: Nothing but Mutual Destruction
Chapter 910 -910: Nothing but Mutual Destruction
He sighed, remaining silent as he reached into his suit pocket for a cigarette and a lighter.
After lowering the car window slightly, he lit the cigarette and began to smoke quietly.
Smoke swirled around, shrouding his face as his gaze fell upon the Waterside Pavillion and did not waver for a moment.
At eight in the evening, he had flown from Los Angeles to the international airport of C City, where Old Cheng had been waiting for him outside. He had driven over by himself and headed straight for the Waterside Pavillion.
During the three days in Los Angeles, his heart was at peace, the only ripple being… he missed her.
An absence of one day would leave him yearning deeply, let alone three days.
Whether she was angry or acting coquettishly, he yearned for her to the point of sleeplessness, her charming little face constantly flitting before his eyes.
However, there were things she did that made him feel uncomfortable.
In those three days in Los Angeles, he realized that no matter what she did, as long as it was not betrayal, not exploitation, he could endure it, he could try to solve it.
He really had no other choice, he loved her, loved her to the point of losing himself.
The man he once was, Shen Chi, would have never tolerated being led astray, not even a single step in the world of business.
Now, for Xu Chaomu, he was willing to make concessions.
He could tolerate stepping back again and again, as long as it wasn’t to the brink of his bottom line.
At that moment, smoking his cigarette, he thought again of the child in her womb.
As long as it wasn’t exploitation, as long as it wasn’t betrayal, he could dote on her, spoil her without restraint.
But, should the things he dreaded to see ever happen, he would certainly not be lenient.
Gazing at the Waterside Pavillion, a sharpness flickered in his frosty eyes. His hand lay languidly on the steering wheel, while the other held his cigarette.
Before long, a little servant came to close the doors. The little servant didn’t notice Shen Chi in the distance when stepping out.
After the doors were shut, several lights within the Waterside Pavillion were turned off one after another, plunging the entire place into a quiet hush, where only the occasional chirp of insects was heard, with nothing else.
In the bedroom, after a little servant helped Xu Chaomu wash up, the room’s door was closed for her.
Xu Chaomu sat on the bed, toying with the music box that Shen Shihan had given her.
She placed the music box on the velvet bedsheet and reached out to open it.
The music box opened with a melodious and pleasant music playing, along with a little princess dancing gracefully inside.
Xu Chaomu liked this little princess very much, her hand gently caressing its hair, as if she were looking at her own daughter.
The little doll was of fine quality, with golden hair that felt real to the touch.
As she listened to the flowing music and eyed the doll, Xu Chaomu was suddenly reminded of her own cloth doll.
She had stuffed the doll in the wardrobe; after returning to the country, she had seldom taken it out. But now that she thought of it, she opened the wardrobe and took it out.
As soon as she did, her nose twitched with emotion.
The doll had accompanied her for a full five years, never once had she discarded it even during her toughest times.
There was blood on the doll, her blood from that night on the cruise… However, now the doll was clean and as beautiful as ever.
Xu Chaomu lay half-reclined on the bed, satisfied as she looked at the two little items.
She gently touched her belly and pointed at the two girl dolls, saying to her unborn baby, “Baby, look, which little girl do you like? Mommy will introduce you.”
Saying so, she found herself laughing first.
Of course, the little one inside her wouldn’t respond, but also didn’t stir, staying quiet.
The light in the bedroom was soft and not glaring; Xu Chaomu, embraced by the tranquil music, gradually succumbed to drowsiness.
In the past few days since Shen Chi went to Los Angeles, she hadn’t received a single message or phone call from him, and she felt somewhat sad.
She thought that if they continued like this, how could it last long…
As she looked at the little trinket in front of her, she became sleepy and put the music box away.
But, she couldn’t bear to put away the cloth doll, so she placed it next to her pillow to accompany her to sleep.
…
At night, a heavy fog descended, and everywhere was shrouded in mist.
Shen Chi sat in the car, his expression never changing, still so indifferent. The cigarette in his hand had been smoked to the end, and now, the dense fog gradually blinded his eyes.
From his position looking towards the Waterside Pavilion, it was already hard to see clearly.
He started the car and parked it at the entrance of the Waterside Pavilion.
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He saw that all the lights in the bedroom had been extinguished, and she… was probably asleep.
At this moment, all that accompanied him was the endless rustling of falling leaves and the vast expanse of white fog filling the sky.
The car windows quickly fogged up with a thin layer of mist, and as he turned his head, he suddenly saw the image of a little girl, who was writing on the window with her hand.
This little girl was none other than Xu Chaomu as a child.
Later, this little girl gradually grew up, but her nature remained the same.
Only when he thought of her did his heart feel waves of warmth.
She had done plenty of things that displeased him, yet he couldn’t bring himself to be angry with her…
Sometimes, he even thought about being harsh, leaving her alone for a while, but in the end, he found it hurt both of them.
As he hurt her, he was also hurting himself.
At this moment, the condensation on the window grew heavier, and he reached out, wanting to write something on it just like she did…
But, the moment his finger touched the cold car glass, it slowly slid down…
Eventually, he just clenched his hand into a fist, resting it against his forehead, silent all night.
At night, his head started to ache again, and though he hadn’t drunk any alcohol these past few days, he couldn’t resist the sudden onset of pain.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, but it was no use, the headache was intense.
By now it was two in the morning.
His brows furrowed, and inevitably, there was no medicine in the car, so he had to endure it.
At this moment, the Waterside Pavilion was enveloped in the fog, like a castle out of a fairy tale, dreamlike and illusory. In this castle lived his most precious little princess, who was now peacefully asleep.
Enduring the headache, his sharp gaze grew slightly stern as he looked ahead…
He sat outside the Waterside Pavilion for an entire night, and he even knew exactly at what time the sun rose.
The fog lingered and did not disperse, just like the day he left, everything was blanketed in white.
The first servant to open the door was startled to see the Maybach outside the Waterside Pavilion; wasn’t this the Fourth Young Master’s car?
Was there someone in the car?
Should she pretend not to see and walk away, or should she approach?
To be honest, they were all quite afraid of the Fourth Young Master, especially since the last incident when two servants were punished by Shen Chi for speaking ill of Xu Chaomu behind her back.
But… hadn’t the Fourth Young Master gone to Los Angeles?
