Chapter 11
For the next two days, I didn’t contact Gu Yisheng again.
Aside from avoiding death threats, I was constantly immersed in memories-recalling certain strange points, coincidences, things that seemed unrelated but somehow connected.
For example, whenever Gu Yisheng went on a business trip for a meeting, Li Qianxue would also inevitably take a few days off at the same time.
For example, Li Qianxue always maintained a cold and aloof persona, yet seemed extremely concerned about my whereabouts.
For example, over the past two years, Gu Yisheng gradually became interested in investments, persuaded me to use part of my premarital savings, and even jokingly asked me for my password several times.
At the beginning of this year, Gu Yisheng told me something with difficulty.
My Mother-in-law called him, saying that the Younger Brother-in-law’s son was coming to the city for school and wanted me to transfer my premarital apartment to the Younger Brother-in-law, with the promise to transfer it back after he finished his studies.
I refused.
The Younger Brother-in-law had a history of gambling and domestic violence, and my Mother-in-law was even more shrewd. Back then, seeing that I was an orphan, she changed her mind about the betrothal gift at the last minute and didn’t give a single cent.
Because of this, I once hesitated about getting married at all.
Gu Yisheng was pained and helpless about his family of origin, and took the initiative to say that after marriage, I didn’t need to interact with his family-he would handle them himself.
After I refused the transfer, my Mother-in-law cried and made a scene with Gu Yisheng several times, and even called me, loudly cursing me as a jinx.
The Younger Brother-in-law even threatened that if heaven wouldn’t take me, he would.
When Gu Yisheng found out, he almost broke off with his mother and brother.
I always thought I was living under Gu Yisheng’s protection.
Three years of marriage, our relationship was harmonious and respectful.
I was very grateful to have found a husband who understood and accepted me, and I always trusted him completely.
Except for one thing.
The password to that 4.5 million account.
I never told him from the beginning.
When we got married, we agreed that our premarital assets would not be merged into the family.
That money was my confidence in facing any hardship, born from having suffered too much from not having money and lacking a sense of security.
…
I can’t trust Gu Yisheng anymore.
If, over the past two years, he and Li Qianxue have been carrying on behind my back; if he’s finally chosen to side with his mother and brother; if he’s not as loving as he appears…
Would he really help me?
In the abyss where I thought I had hit rock bottom, I continued to fall, sinking into a darker, deeper place.