Kim_Li_0078

#DARK ROMANCE 
Lin Yueyao spent five years of her youth married to Shen Xiao, a man whose heart was as cold as steel. She believed that her gentleness would eventually melt his indifference, but the only thing that melted was her own dignity.

Every night, she endured his cruel touch, his words like blades, and his silent disgust. But no matter how much it hurt, Yueyao clung on – for the sake of their son, Xuanxuan, and for the sliver of hope that someday he might see her.

That hope shattered completely when his first love, Bai Zhi, returned from abroad. The very night Bai Zhi came back, Shen Xiao left Yueyao alone to dine with her. His gaze, once cold and dismissive, turned tender only for Bai Zhi.

Then, just as Yueyao discovered she was pregnant again, Shen Xiao handed her divorce papers. Abandoned while carrying his child, betrayed by her husband, and discarded like a stain on his life, Yueyao’s world collapsed.

Even their son, Xuanxuan – the little boy she’d nearly died giving birth to, the one she raised with unwavering devotion – rejected her, clinging instead to Bai Zhi with innocent adoration.

But fate was crueler still.

Kidnapped straight from her hospital bed by men demanding ransom, Yueyao realised no one was coming to save her. Her husband hadn’t even noticed she was missing. As she lay in that abandoned factory, trembling in pain, all illusions crumbled.

She was done waiting for love from a man who treated her like dirt.

This time, she would save herself. And when she returned, it wouldn’t be as the pitiful Mrs. Shen, but as a woman reborn from ashes – with a heart no longer beating for Shen Xiao.

But will he realise her worth only when it’s too late?

Love After Divorce: Her Second Chance

They looked like a perfect family.

Yueyao's phone slipped from her trembling fingers and clattered onto the sheets.

Her chest felt like it had been hollowed out with a blunt knife, every breath scraping painfully against her ribs.

She pressed her palms tightly against her eyes as fresh tears spilled out, her shoulders shaking silently under the thin hospital blanket.

She didn't know how long she sat like that, broken and alone, before Aunt Mei came back with a fresh thermos of soup.

On the fifth morning, the doctor finally signed her discharge papers.

Aunt Mei packed up her few belongings and folded her cardigan neatly before helping her stand up.

"You are still weak, Young Madam. Lean on me," she said softly, supporting Yueyao's fragile frame as they walked slowly down the bright corridor.

At the reception desk, the nurse handed Aunt Mei the bill and asked, "Will you be paying now or…?"

Chapter 16; Shut up....