Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He had not felt a hint of joy. Rather, he had wanted to escape from this place.

He closed his unfeeling eyes as he saw the strand of pearl necklace around Xia Ruoxin’s neck. It had cost him three million dollars, and he had put it on her with his own hands. She had never removed it, no matter where. She wore it even when she was bathing or sleeping. It was how much she treasured it.

He reached out and put his hand on Xia Ruoxin’s neck while she looked up at him, helpless and smiling in relief.

It would be good to die. There would be no pain in death for she had no idea how she should continue surviving. Xia Ruoxin was not meant to exist. She was redundant, someone who was discarded by the roadside.

She had a mother who had not been there for her… and a husband who had sent her to another man’s bed himself. Her life was so pathetic that she could not even be a mother.

What was there for her to live?

She closed her eyes. Let it end now.

The moment she realized Chu Lui’s real motive, her eyes widened. A pair of bruised hands grasped tightly at the other big hand which was bent on ripping off the necklace.

“Please… let me have it? Please.” Her voice was soft and hoarse. Tears from her eyes fell onto the back of his hand and caused it to become wet as well as pain.

Chu Lui suddenly felt as if the back of his hand was scalded by something. The heat lingered, and it burnt so bad. He looked into those extremely bleak eyes. A look flashed in his dark eyes as though someone was gripping onto his heart. His whole body went into a spasm in an instant, from his bones to his muscles. Everything felt wrong.

It was only for a moment. The wedding portrait hung on the wall, and Xia Yixuan remained smiling innocently.

“Brother Lui, Yixuan died a terrible death.”

“Brother Lui, you must avenge on Yixuan’s behalf.”

“Brother Lui…”

Chu Lui’s eyes became blood red. His fingers tugged at that necklace.

He pulled Xia Ruoxin’s hand away vehemently.

“Please… don’t…”

Xia Ruoxin’s lips parted wordlessly because she was crying without making any sound.

A snap.

That entire necklace broke. Pearls scattered in all directions.

Ninety-nine pearls representing happiness and love. All broken and gone. Xia Ruoxin felt as though her soul had left her as she looked at the pearls which had fallen all over the place. Her ashen face had no color. She didn’t even know that the string had cut into her neck because of the force exerted on it.

Blood flowed from the cut. The white pearls and crimson blood were like a curse which had destroyed her world. Chu Lui, true to his word, had ruined her soul.

“Do not do anything to harm Manni, or else I will never forgive you. The divorce papers will be delivered by my lawyer. You are not to take anything that belongs to my family.

“Because you don’t deserve it.”

Chu Lui looked at the blood flowing from Xia Ruoxin’s neck, unmoving. As it spread, he actually felt the blood flow backward within his body.