Chapter 213 I'll Never Care About You Again

Chapter 213 I'll Never Care About You Again

Si Yuan stood there, feeling a sharp, throbbing pain deep inside her, as if something had tugged at her heart.

Having spent at least two years by Jiang Wang's side, more time than anyone else except his family, Si Yuan had always known about Ran's temperament and character.

But when those harsh words were actually spoken, Si Yuan remained frozen in place, too afraid to move.

Jiang Wang's lips were trembling, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

His hand hurt, but his heart ached even more. He couldn't understand why Si Yuan didn't care.

He walked over, pointed to the door, and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving? Why aren't you leaving?"

Si Yuan suddenly flinched.

Si Yuan was still shaken by the fright she had just experienced at Ji Song's place.

Looking at Jiang Wang like this, Si Yuan suddenly felt that there was no difference, just two different kinds of fear.

The next second, Jiang Wang said again, "I want to see who will come to your rescue when you're being played by those people!"

This remark provoked Si Yuan.

She snapped out of her daze and retorted without holding back, "And what gives you the right to control my decision to stay or leave? I only said I wanted to go back to see my child, why are you talking to me like that?"

"On what grounds?"

This question seemed to stump Jiang Wang.

That was the answer he had been avoiding, an answer that was uncertain and unanswerable.

Jiang Wang turned his back and nodded.

“Yes, I have no identity… I have absolutely no identity. So you know I have nothing… We don’t have children, our children are long gone, so you’ve left me all these years as punishment…”

As Jiang Wang spoke, his voice grew increasingly choked with emotion, and he gradually lost the ability to continue, until only desperate gasps and anguish remained.

With his back to Si Yuan, he maintained a nonchalant and indifferent demeanor, finally smiling as he said, "Go away. I have no right to care about you, and I won't care about you anymore."

Si Yuan nodded, turned around, picked up her things, and walked out.

"That's for the best."

She said that, and then she left almost as if she were fleeing.

The door slammed shut.

Surrounded by silence, Jiang Wang touched his heart, which ached intensely.

The phone alarm went off again; it was Si Yuan's voice again.

He's been having a terrible headache lately, and he's set a reminder to take his medication.

He never cared about other ringtones, only Si Yuan's voice could make him put everything down and obediently take his medicine.

But now, listening to these sounds, Jiang Wang felt his headache getting even worse.

He smashed the phone.

But the voice kept going, over and over again.

It felt like someone was reaching out and tearing open his brain, stirring it up haphazardly until it was a bloody mess.

"Jiang Wang, remember to take your medicine, remember..."

The sound of the sage was everywhere.

Jiang Wang staggered and fell heavily to the ground, staring intently at the phone that was still barely hanging on.

He swiped on the screen, but no matter how he pressed, the sound wouldn't stop.

"Shut up! Shut up!"

After an unknown amount of time, the recurring sound suddenly stopped.

The phone screen went completely black and never lit up again.

The world is finally quiet.

Jiang Wang remained kneeling, still clutching the blood-stained phone tightly in his hand, his shoulders heaving violently.

He lowered his head, his bangs falling down to cover his face, and only his trembling jaw could be seen.

After a long while, a suppressed sob escaped from his throat, filled with extreme pain and helplessness.

He really... will never care about her again.

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Jiang Wen arrived very quickly.

The car stopped in front of the villa. Si Yuan got in and leaned against the passenger seat, her eyes red and her whole body trembling.

She gripped her phone tightly, the screen dark, without glancing at the villa behind her again.

Jiang Wang's last words, and the blood on the back of his hand... all felt like nails stuck in my heart, hurting at the slightest touch.

But she couldn't turn back.

Everything about Jiang Wang was wrong; she said five years ago that she would never turn back.

He couldn't learn how to love someone peacefully, nor could he learn how to respect a lover; their relationship was a mistake from the start...

The only stable place I can hold onto is in the south.

Si Yuan knew she owed Jiang Wang something, but she couldn't give him what he wanted, so she could only run away again.

It doesn't matter if I hate her.

Anyway, things have already come to this point.

Jiang Wen turned to look at her and asked softly, "Si Yuan, are you alright?"

Si Yuan turned to look out the window, wiped away her tears, shook her head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see Xiao Zhou. Let's go back to Nancheng."

Only when they see their children can their fear and confusion be suppressed.

Jiang Wen nodded: "Okay, let's go back to Nancheng."

She sped up and didn't ask any more questions.

She didn't know exactly what had happened, only assuming that Si Yuan was frightened and needed to return to familiar surroundings as soon as possible.

An hour later, the car returned to their hotel.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Si Yuan pushed open the door and got out, her steps somewhat hurried.

At the hotel entrance, Song Yan stood holding Si Xingzhou's hand.

After learning from Jiang Wenyou that Si Yuan was coming back, he felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

See, she'll eventually come back.

She will return wherever her child is.

Her home was right beside him.

Si Xingzhou also saw Si Yuan, his eyes lit up, and he broke free from Song Yan's hand and ran towards her.

"Mommy! Mommy, where did you go?"

Si Yuan squatted down, opened her arms to catch him, and tightened her grip a little.

The child's warm body pressed against her, his little hands tightly wrapped around her neck, and only then did the emptiness in her heart feel filled.

Si Yuan raised her hand and patted his back, her voice softening: "Xiao Zhou, Mom is back, let's go home."

Si Xingzhou put his arms around her neck and wiped the tears from her face with the back of his hand, acting like a little adult: "Mommy, don't cry, Xiaozhou will protect you. Uncle said you went to take care of some business, and he'll wait for you whenever you come back."

Song Yan walked over and said calmly, "You're back. It's windy, let's go upstairs first."

His gaze lingered on Si Yuan's face for two seconds, but he didn't ask where she had gone or mention Jiang Wang, as if he knew nothing.

Si Yuan nodded, picked up Si Xingzhou, and deliberately avoided Song Yan's gaze.

She simply didn't have the energy to deal with anyone's probing and probing.