My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

Chapter 42: Newlyweds (2)

All because she couldn’t find a trace of any woman living in this apartment.

Perhaps the love nest that Gu Yu shared with Su Ziqian was someplace else, but what she didn’t know couldn’t hurt her. Since she didn’t see it, she’d treat it as if it didn’t exist.

From now on, this was to be the home she shared with Gu Yu.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Gu Yu returned to the office. As he sat behind his huge work desk, he went through his work methodologically, without any emotion on his face. Even after the sky turned dark, he showed no signs of stopping.

After his assistant answered the tenth call from Mr. Gu Sr., he turned to look at the clock on the wall. It was almost 11.

He glanced furtively at his boss, who was, at that moment, emanating “don’t-you-dare-come-near-me” vibes. He shivered unconsciously. Unfortunately, Mr. Gu Sr. had given him a clear order: it was Mr. Gu’s wedding night, and he was to make sure that Mr. Gu returned home!

He clasped his hands together in prayer toward the clock before steeling himself and entering the boss’ office.

The assistant took a deep breath, and weakly urged, “Mr. Gu, it’s very late, and it’s your wedding night. Would you like to go...”

Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Yu froze while typing on his keyboard and shot the assistant a look.

The cold warning in Gu Yu’s eyes made the assistant suddenly feel as if he’d been transported to the North Pole, and he began shivering uncontrollably.

But Gu Yu pretended as if he hadn’t heard a word. He resumed typing on his keyboard. As he typed, he instructed indifferently, “Book me a ticket to Germany.”

The assistant jerked back in surprise. “Now?” he asked.

“Now!”

It was his boss’s first day married. Yet, he didn’t want to go home to accompany his wife, but instead wanted to go to Germany? Wasn’t that inappropriate?

“Mr. Gu, this...” he spoke up without thinking.

“Yes?”

That single word conveyed a wealth of meaning.

“Right away, sir. I’ll book the ticket now!”

Xu Weilai unpacked her luggage and put away her belongings. She cooked dinner, but even after the food turned cold, Gu Yu still hadn’t returned home.

She didn’t have much of an appetite and, after a couple of mouthfuls, emptied the rest of the food down the trash.

Xu Weilai took a shower, and, as she was towel-drying her wet hair, she looked at the time on the phone. It was close to midnight.

She snuggled under the blanket but didn’t sleep. Instead, she leaned against the headboard and waited.

Midnight came and went. One o’clock came and went. Two o’clock came and went. Three o’clock came and went... it was soon day.

After that, Gu Yu never returned home. Although Xu Weilai had his number, she didn’t dare to call him. She knew that she’d be courting trouble and humiliation if she did. She was aware that she didn’t have the right to ask his whereabouts, much less demand that he came home.

One week later, she finally received news about it, and it was from the newspapers.

The prince of the Gu family was on vacation in Germany with his rumored girlfriend, Su Ziqian, and they looked very much in love. They had just arrived back on the morning flight.

So it turned out that he had been with Su Ziqian this whole time...

Then again, she was nothing more than a wife that his grandfather had forcibly shoved into his hands. His heart belonged to Su Ziqian, and his ideal wife was probably her, too.

Xu Weilai stared at the news article for a long time before looking back at her ring finger. Her lips turned up, revealing a bitter smile.

Although the ring was on her finger, it didn’t belong to her.

Xu Weilai raised her hand and slowly removed the ring, and along with it her delusional hopes and dreams.

That night...

Xu Weilai was sound asleep when she suddenly felt a weight on top of her body. Her eyelids flew open, and she was met with Gu Yu’s enraged eyes.

She froze.

The next moment, the man had torn her nightgown open.