After Becoming the Eldest Brother's Wife, My Ex-Husband Pounds on the Door Every Night, Begging to Reconcile

After three years of marriage, Shen Churao was still a virgin.

Though Xie Jingbai treated her with icy indifference, she had always upheld her wifely duties, believing that people had hearts of flesh and blood, and that one day she could melt the ice.

It wasn't until a snowy New Year's Eve, when Xie Jingbai brought his pregnant mistress home and demanded that Shen Churao give up the main courtyard and accept the bastard child, that she finally woke up.

She was a legitimate daughter of a prestigious family. Why waste her heartfelt devotion trying to fill a bottomless pit?

In front of everyone, she exposed his hypocritical facade, threw down their divorce papers, and cut ties for good.

Xie Jingbai flew into a rage and tore up the papers, sneering, "The Shen family has long since fallen into decline. Without the protection of my Xie family, you won't get anywhere!"

Amid the swirling snow, the vermilion gates of the Xie residence swung wide open.

Xie Jingyuan, the chief minister who held power over the court and struck terror into all who heard his name, came through the snow carrying an imperial marriage decree. He dropped to one knee and gathered her frozen feet into his warm hands.

The man's eyes were dark and his gaze swept across the entire clan like a blade.

"Who says she has nowhere to go? I was the one she was betrothed to in the first place. Second brother, get down on your knees and call her sister-in-law!"

Xie Jingbai had never believed his ever-obedient wife would really leave him.

Only after losing her did he watch his official career fall apart and make a fool of himself at every turn. Every morning, he had to kneel before her in humiliation and pay his respects.

Then, one snowy night, he saw with his own eyes his usually abstinent, bloodthirsty elder brother holding her close and murmuring sweet nothings to her, while she smiled like a flower.

At that moment, jealousy drove him mad. Outside the door, he smashed both his hands, wept bitterly, and was willing to trade his life for her forgiveness.

Too bad she no longer cared.