As she was about to make a call, she hesitated for a bit, finally deciding to dial Mo Yaoxiongâs number.
Master Moâs heart has always been in poor condition, and his health seemed to be degrading these past few years. Not long ago, he had been hoping for her to get pregnant quickly so she could bear him a great-grandson.
She didnât want to deliver such a blunt blow to the old man, considering she herself found the situation too abrupt.
Mo Yaoxiongâs phone was quickly picked up. âWeiyi, whatâs wrong?â
âDad.â Mo Weiyiâs voice was hoarse. âI want a divorce.â
She looked at the man lying in the hospital bed, his pallid face staring back at her. It was unclear which of her words had struck a nerve with him, but his thin lips suddenly curved into a cold smile.
Mo Weiyi promptly turned her back to him, not wanting the man to see her face.
On the other end of the line, Mo Yaoxiong was clearly taken aback. âWhat?â
His voice escalated in volume, carrying disbelief. âWeiyi! What on earth are you saying!â
âI said, I want a divorce.â Mo Weiyi spoke once more, her words deliberate and serious. âWeâve already discussed this, soâ¦â
âNonsense!â Mo Yaoxiong yelled out. âDo you understand what youâre saying? Marriage is not a childâs game! Hand the phone to Yebai, I want to know whatâs going on.â
âThereâs no need to ask him, weâve already decided together.â
âHand him the phone!â
âI just called to tell you, everythingâs okay.â Mo Weiyi finished her sentence and hung up immediately.
After gathering herself, she turned around again to look at the man lying in bed. âIâve said my piece.â
The man sitting on the hospital bed met her eyes. âI told you to call Grandpa.â
Mo Weiyi touched her lips. âMy grandpa isnât well. This situation is too abrupt, I donât want to scare him.â
She believed her explanation to be quite reasonable.
Who would have known that the manâs mockery would become even more apparent at her words. âIs that so?â
Mo Weiyi held her breath, about to respond, when a ringtone echoed through the room.
It was Xiao Yebaiâs phone.
The man glanced at the call display, his initial tone of mockery instantly turned cold. âHand me the phone.â
Mo Weiyi made a grimace, âCanât you reach it yourself?â
Being kind enough to bring him water was already a stretch!
Xiao Yebai looked at her calmly, âI am unwell.â
Mo Weiyi: ââ¦â
Despite her annoyance, she walked over to hand him the phone. When she picked it up, she noticed the caller ID display.
Frowning slightly, she handed him the phone and then stood still, listening attentively.
Xiao Yebai answered the call. âDad.â
ââ¦â
His handsome face didnât reveal any emotion. Whatever Mo Yaoxiong was saying on the other end, he responded, âIâm in the hospital, Weiyi is here with me.â
ââ¦â
âIâm feeling a bit unwell.â
ââ¦â
âYes, she wants to divorce.â
Upon hearing these words, Mo Weiyi almost failed to control her twitching expression.
Damn it.
This damn man!
What does he mean by⦠itâs her wanting a divorce?
Although he wasnât entirely wrong, but stillâ¦
Xiao Yebai glanced at her casually with partially lifted eyelids, pushing the phone toward her. âMy dad wants to talk to you.â
Mo Weiyi wondered what else there could possibly be to say.
As she didnât take the phone, Xiao Yebai put it back on the nightstand.
As if it were an exhausting chore to keep holding it.
Mo Weiyi stole a glance at it.
The call was still active.
She could vaguely hear Mo Yaoxiongâs voiceâ¦
After a while, she gave in and picked up the phone. âDad.â
Mo Yaoxiong asked on the other end, âWeiyi, have you fallen for another man?â
Mo Weiyi was speechless: ââ¦â
âWho is he? Whatâs his name? Weiyi, answer me!â Mo Yaoxiong continued to probe.
âThere isnât.â MO Weiyi replied impatiently, while shooting a glare at the man on the bed.
Mo Yaoxiong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. âThatâs good to hear. Weiyi, Yebai is relatively cold in disposition, but he has you in his heart. Over the years, he has done a lot for the company, for the Mo family. As his wife, you should understand him. Unless itâs an issue of fundamental principles, donât casually bring up the topic of divorce.â
âI didnât bring it up casually.â Mo Weiyiâs voice was cold. âI genuinely want a divorce.â
On the bed, the man narrowed his eyes, his gaze growing colder.
âTell me the room number, Iâm on my way right now.â Mo Yaoxiong was roaring with anger.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mo Weiyi relayed the room number and added, âWhile youâre at it, send a couple of servants over.â
After hanging up, she placed the phone back. âNow that everything is settled, Iâm leaving.â
âTo where?â
Mo Weiyi casually ran her fingers through her fluffy hair, acting nonchalant. âWeâre getting divorced, why do you care where I go?â
âYou still havenât answered my question from earlier.â
âWhat question?â Mo Weiyi was slightly impatient.
âWhy didnât you call Grandpa?â
âDidnât we already go through this? I said my grandpa isnât in good health, he canât take sudden shocks.â
âLiar.â
Mo Weiyi stared at him, unable to hold back her sarcasm. âOr what? Are you afraid that Grandpa, once informed, would force you into submission again? Or perhaps punish you? Can you please stop flattering yourself? Iâve already said it, I had thought this through before deciding to divorce. I have also considered all the possible consequences after the divorce.â
As expected, Xiao Yebaiâs handsome silhouette turned icy cold. His deep eyes narrowed, his jawline taut. Beneath it was a visible layer of anger, or perhaps⦠hostility?
Mo Weiyi watched him askance, feeling an odd sense of satisfaction welling up inside of her.