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

She stumbled back, her bare feet scraping against the carpet as she clutched Fang Lin's arms desperately.

"Don't touch her!" Fang Lin snapped, stepping in front of Yueyao bravely to shield her.

Her slender body trembled but her chin lifted defiantly, "She doesn't want to go back with you. She's divorcing you, Shen Xiao. Just let her go! You don't have to force issues!"

A cold smile curled at the corners of his lips as he slipped his hands casually into his trouser pockets, his gaze never leaving Yueyao's pale, broken face.

"You think I will let her go just because she wants to leave? I never forced her to marry me, she chose to, she came to me on her knees!" His voice was low, calm, and terrifyingly gentle, "You think… divorce is an option for her?"

Fang Lin's breath caught painfully in her chest as her knees weakened under his suffocating presence. But she forced herself to stand firm, spreading her arms protectively in front of Yueyao.

"Get out," she coldly whispered hoarsely, her voice shaking. "Get out of my house. You are trespassing and I can call the cops!"

"You can try and see, who do you think will be in the wrong for causing the chaos?"

But Shen Xiao ignored her. His eyes softened faintly as he looked at Yueyao, his voice dropping to a whisper that was meant only for her.

She shook her head violently, her tears spilling over as silent sobs racked her frail body.

Her knees gave way and she collapsed onto the couch behind Fang Lin, curling into herself as though trying to disappear.

"Please…" she whispered, her voice breaking apart. "Please… don't take me back there… I can't… I can't breathe there…"

Something flickered briefly in his dark eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

Without another word, he stepped forward and grabbed her arm in a bruising grip, yanking her roughly to her feet. Fang Lin tried to push him away, pounding her fists against his chest with desperate fury.

"Let her go! Shen Xiao, let her go!"

He didn't spare her a glance. His entire focus was on Yueyao, whose body trembled violently in his hold, her tear-streaked face turned away from him in silent terror and revulsion.

"Thank you for taking care of my wife," he said coldly to Fang Lin as he tightened his grip on Yueyao's thin wrist, "But this is the last time. Don't get involved, you don't know what I'm capable of!"

Yueyao struggled out of his grip and rushed to the end of the living room trembling heavily.

"No!" she screamed, her voice cracking as it bounced off the apartment walls. Her thin frame trembled violently as tears poured down her face, "Don't touch me! Don't come near me!"

He took a step forward. One at a time enclosing the gap in between them...

Her eyes widened in wild panic, with a hoarse cry, she grabbed the ceramic vase on Fang Lin's coffee table and hurled it at him with all her strength. It smashed against his shoulder, shattering into pieces on the floor.

"Stay away from me!" she shrieked, grabbing anything her hands could reach, glass cups, scented candles, porcelain ornaments, and throwing them at him one after another.

Crashes and cracks echoed deafeningly as glass shards and ceramic fragments scattered across the room, slicing her bare feet as she stumbled backwards in tears.

Chapter 50; Stay away from me....