You Tortured Me Again and Again: After the Divorce, Mr. Fu Completely Lost Control

“So you admit it?” Fu Yuchen’s voice came from behind Ji Muze’s shoulder, as cold as a winter wind.

“You found someone new and couldn’t wait to sleep with him.”

Ji Muze turned and glared at Fu Yuchen. “That’s enough.”

Fu Yuchen ignored him, walked around Ji Muze, and stopped in front of Bai Xiyue, staring at her.

“Answer me. Did you sleep with him?”

Bai Xiyue looked at him.

The last thread in her heart snapped, hard and completely, never to be mended again.

“Yes.”

Bai Xiyue’s voice was quiet, but calm.

“I couldn’t wait to sleep with him. I’ll sleep with whoever has money. Are you satisfied now, Fu Yuchen?”

Fu Yuchen’s eyes reddened.

As he looked at Bai Xiyue’s calm face, that single “yes” felt like a knife stabbing into his chest and twisting.

He stepped back and opened the desk drawer, pulling out a thick wad of cash. He held it up and waved it in front of Bai Xiyue, then let go.

The bills fluttered down over her head. Some landed in her hair, others on her shoulders,

and some at her feet, scattering across the floor.

“Take it off.” His voice was low.

“Isn’t that what you do, sleep with whoever gives you money? Take it off. Now.”

Tears rolled down Bai Xiyue’s cheeks.

[Tortured romance + domineering possessiveness + groveling pursuit + misunderstandings and redemption + rekindled love + sweet romance + mutual devotion]