Chapter 362: Cheating

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liang Zhou straightened her back and turned around to look at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen stood at the side with his arms crossed. He raised his chin slightly, indicating for her to continue looking.

Liang Zhou’s breathing quickened as she lowered her head to look through the binoculars again. She wanted to verify that the man in the opposite villa was truly her husband, Mu Qing.

At this moment, Gao Wen saw a woman in Mu Qing’s arms. The moan held a small teacup in her hands as she snuggled close to Mu Qing. Then, the woman turned her head slightly and kissed Mu Qing. Although Mu Qing did not take the initiative, he did not avoid the woman’s touch either. He allowed the woman to kiss him and snuggle up against him like she owned him.

Liang Zhou felt as though her heart was going to explode. She stumbled back as she grasped the clothes in front of her chest. She felt like she could breathe at this moment and had no choice but to lean against the wall for support. However, all her strength seemed to have left her body at this moment as she slid limply down the wall and sat on the ground. She curled up as though this was the only to alleviate the crushing pain in her heart. Unfortunately, the pain did not ease at all. She panted heavily like a fish brought onto land.

‘How’s this possible? No, how can this be? He lied to me! He’s cheating on me with another woman!’

Liang Zhou’s heart at this moment was as cold as the floor she sat on.

Meanwhile, Mu Chen looked at the woman sitting on the floor indifferently. He was completely unmoved. Back then, was his mother not in such pain as well? At that time, did anyone consider his mother’s feelings? This was karmic retribution. He did pity nor sympathize with the woman in front of him. In fact, he wanted to add salt to her injuries.

Mu Chen slowly squatted down in front of Liang Zhou before he said tonelessly, “By the way, there’s something else I think you should know. Back then, Mu Qing lost hundreds of millions of public funds. Grandma wanted him to turn himself in, but he refused. He cried and begged Grandma to help him. However, Grandma is the head of the Mu family so she could not easily interfere in such things.” He paused briefly before he continued to say, “As a result, he used me and my custody to negotiate with Grandma. If Grandma helped him repay the funds he lost, if she didn’t report him to the police or expose the matter to the public, he would give up his custody of me and leave the Mu family. For the sake of his reputation, he decided to play the role of a man who chose love over money. He promised Grandma that he’d never return to the Mu family to fight for power with me for the rest of his life…”

Liang Zhou was curled up tightly into a ball. She was so still at this moment that it looked as though she was dead. At this moment, she really wished she was dead. Perhaps, all the pain would be gone if she died. In this life, she envied Liang Zhen more than anything else; if she died, she would no longer have to feel that way.

As it turned out, retribution was real. She stole Liang Zhen’s husband so the heavens punished her and turned her life into a joke.

In the past, she had told herself countless times that she was not wrong. She had only followed her heart and pursued true love. How could true love be wrong? Even if she had gotten Mu Qing at the cost of her sister’s life, she told herself she was not wrong. She was not wrong because she and Mu Qing were truly in love.

All those years, she had lived a happy life with Mu Qing abroad. Although Mu Qing grew indifferent and cold, she thought it was normal. After all, as time passed, couples would lose the initial excitement as they returned to their daily lives. It was fine as long as they loved each other. She did not need grand proclamations of love. Their love was simple and true. This was her definition of love.

Deep in the depths of her heart, she knew her happiness was stolen from her sister. Her happiness was built upon her sister’s death. For this reason, she did not dare to act ostentatiously and she did not dare to ask for more. She lived her life treading on eggshells, too afraid to breathe loudly..