My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 45: Mrs. Huo wants a divorce

Translator: 549690339

The next day.

When Su Wanwan opened her eyes, it was already bright outside.

“Hiss!”

With a slight move, she saw stars and felt a fatal pain, as if her whole body was collapsing…

The room door suddenly opened and a certain culprit walked in from outside.

He had already washed and dressed in a neatly ironed white shirt and black trousers, making him look refreshed and elegant.

Su Wanwan lay there staring at him like a seriously ill patient, her teeth itching with hatred.

Huo Jingshen, looking at his little wife who had wrapped herself like a dumpling, asked, “What’s wrong?”

His voice was so gentle and considerate.

What absolute hypocrisy!

He walked over, extended a finger, but before he could touch Su Wanwan’s face, his hand was smacked away.

As a result of her vigorous action, she let out a muffled groan, propped herself up with her hand, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes from the pain.

“Is it that serious?” Huo Jingshen’s brows furrowed instantly.

“How can it not be serious!” Su Wanwan almost roared, “It’s all your fault!”

“…I know.”

“If you know, why did you still treat me like that! Are you even human!”

“I’m sorry.”

“Does sorry help!”

The more Su Wanwan spoke, the more she felt like crying.

In her whole life, her twenty years, she had never felt so wronged!

Huo Jingshen watched her, his expression subtly changing for a moment.

After a while, he slowly began to speak, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was your first…”

“Shut up!”

Huo Jingshen:

Was she really that shy?

Just then, Su Wanwan’s small face suddenly turned red, then white. Unable to bear it anymore, she pouted her lips and let out a sob.

Huo Jingshen once again:

At that moment, Su Wanwan really regretted it.

What provocation?

What revenge?

What marriage?

What kind of man did she marry?

She felt she was a fool who had brought bad luck upon herself!

Just because she wanted to get revenge on those scumbags, she impulsively married a man she didn’t know at all.

And now, she found out that appearances were deceiving! She’d lost both the battle and the general!

Now she felt that her marital life was nothing but darkness, the future was uncertain, and she wanted a divorce…

Huo Jingshen picked up a tissue from the side, trying to help her wipe her tears. But before he could touch her face, he was shoved away.

“Get away! I don’t need your fake kindness!”

Huo Jingshen could only console her, “Yes, it’s my fault.”

He admitted, he was indeed a bit… reckless.

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Huo Jingshen calmly returned to the ground floor alone.

Because there were children at home these past few days, Aunt Liu came to work two hours early to prepare breakfast.

Fu Ziyang looked behind him and asked in a childish voice, “Uncle Huo, where’s Auntie?”

“We’ll eat first.”

“Is Auntie still in bed?” Fu Ziyang blinked his cute big eyes, “Did she get too tired yesterday?”

“Yes.” Huo Jingshen picked up his coffee without changing his expression, “Let her rest properly.”

Aunt Liu at the side: “cough, cough, cough.”

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As a result of kicking Huo Jingshen out, Su Wanwan ended up hurting herself because she was too forceful. Now when she walked, she felt like she was disabled.

She limped into the bathroom and took a hot bath, feeling slightly better.

When she returned to the bedroom.

She looked at the woman in the mirror, her eyes swollen from crying, and thinking about what Huo Jingshen had said earlier, her heart ached and she nearly shed tears.

The tears she’d shed from yesterday till now were more than what she’d cried in the past 10 years!

The phone suddenly rang, Su Wanwan answered it grimly, “Hello.”

“How’s it going, Baby Wanwan, how’s the battle going haha…” Mo Weiyi was laughing heartlessly on the other side of the call.

Su Wanwan sniffled, not wanting to talk at all.

“Why aren’t you speaking? Was it unsuccessful? Did your Mr. Huo not like the gift I gave? That’s not possible, I specially chose pink, and it’s all the latest trend.”

Su Wanwan was taken aback, remembering the pajamas from last night.

“Did you send that nightie?”

“Yes, don’t all straight men have a thing for pink? Xiaobai really likes it when I wear pink clothes. Don’t tell me Mr. Huo doesn’t like it. Does he… like black? Or white?”

Su Wanwan: