Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Jian Yufei was very troubled. Why was it so hard for her to get a divorce? What should she do to divorce Ruan Tianling?

She felt a little uncomfortable sleeping in the old house that night.

She had only been lying in bed for a while when Ruan Tianling returned. It was already past nine, close to ten.

She mocked him in her heart, thinking that if it wasn’t for their grandfather’s rule that he must come home before ten, he probably wouldn’t want to return at all.

Ruan Tianling turned on the desk lamp, sat behind her, and said with a faint smile, “Do you think I will let you carry my child just because you have the support of our grandfather?”

She could not fail to hear the contempt and mockery in his tone.

Jian Yufei frowned slightly, propped herself up, and faced him, “Do you think I want your child?”

Ruan Tianling squinted in displeasure and coldly asked, “What do you mean by that?!”

“And what do you mean by your words just now? Whatever you mean, Ruan Tianling, that’s what I mean!” Jian Yufei slightly raised her chin, her beautiful eyes calm and indifferent.

“You don’t want my child?” Ruan Tianling retorted with mockery, his eyes a bit strange.

He didn’t believe her either.

Before her rebirth, she had always looked forward to having his child, and every time he took precautions, she felt very wronged and sad.

But now she didn’t want his child. This change was too great. Even if it was not her, she probably wouldn’t want to believe such a change.

Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, Jian Yufei put her slender hands on the quilt in a negotiation posture.

“Ruan Tianling, let’s talk. You don’t want a child now and neither do I, but we have to live under the same roof for a month in front of our grandfather. You don’t want any mishaps during this time, do you?”

The man raised an eyebrow lightly, she was right. His fear was not being able to control himself and accidentally impregnating her.

He gave her a look to continue, and Jian Yufei said, “We should align ourselves in dealing with our grandfather and parents. Understand?”

“You mean, pretend?”

“Yes, we can cooperate in whatever way you want in front of them, as long as we don’t want a child in private.”

Ruan Tianling looked at her with complex emotions.

Her proposal was good, and he agreed.

But it was surreal that this suggestion came from her.

Grasping her chin, the man leaned in closer, asking dangerously with narrowed eyes, “Jian Yufei, tell me the truth. Why has your attitude changed? Aren’t you eager to have a child? Tell me, what are you hiding from me?”

Jian Yufei suppressed her guilt and calmly said, “I’m not hiding anything. You don’t understand a woman’s heart. When in love, she will tolerate everything. But when the love is gone, she won’t bear anything.”

She met his gaze calmly, her clear eyes showing an undeniable divide between love and indifference.

“Ruan Tianling, I no longer love you, that’s it.”

Ruan Tianling stared deeply into her eyes, as if trying to see through her.

She looked back at him openly, serene, calm, and composed.

He was adept at understanding people, able to tell easily when someone was lying. So he had to admit, she was telling the truth.

She genuinely didn’t love him anymore.

Somehow, Ruan Tianling felt a little lost.

So, she wasn’t playing hard to get, and there was no conspiracy..