Tao Yu wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she seemed to hear his crying as he ran off. She sat alone in the hall for a long time, and finally, due to a guilty conscience, she sighed and headed to the study.
At the study door, Tao Yu tried to push it open but found it locked, so she obediently knocked a few times: “Linze, open the door.”
There was no movement inside for a long time. Tao Yu bit her lip and softened her voice: “Today was my fault. I apologize. I really love being your wife and have never been tired of it. What I said earlier was just a momentary outburst. Don’t take it to heart, okay? Open the door?”
Still no response. Tao Yu thought for a moment and made her voice sound pitiful: “You said earlier that you wish you hadn’t married me. Do you know how hurt I was by that? Since I was willing to marry you, I definitely won’t regret it. Besides, you were willing to marry someone with an unclear background like me. I’m grateful, so how could I possibly want a divorce?”
She paused after saying this, suddenly realizing that this time she had entered this spiritual world without any preset identity! In previous worlds, she was always a wealthy businessman, a doctor, or a prison guard’s fiancée – each time she would create a persona for herself. But this time, it seemed like she hadn’t—
No, she had initially tried to create an identity as a fallen young lady from Beijing, but she had unexpectedly fallen directly from the roof beams. And the clothes she was wearing didn’t look like a lady’s at all, which meant her persona had never succeeded.
In other words, this time she was a ‘non-existent’ person here?
“You really won’t divorce me?”
While her mind was in chaos, Yue Linze’s voice interrupted her thoughts. Tao Yu temporarily suppressed her jumbled thoughts and laughed softly: “Of course not. Will you open the door?”
“…” Yue Linze fell silent again.
