Best Delinquent Wife's Order: Rise Again, Hubby

The reason why D helped her with everything was because he was Zuo Hancheng’s man. As long as he appeared in front of her, she felt that Zuo Hancheng did not seem to have gone too far. He had only sent someone to take care of her and protect her. Zuo Hancheng had only gone elsewhere to deal with his matters.

The documents for her return to the country had already been sorted out. According to Anhao’s plan, she would return to A City tomorrow. If it were not for the fact that some of her and Zuo Hancheng’s luggage were still in the An family, she would not even step foot into the An family’s door.

She couldn’t be bothered to care about how her so-called parents had been forced by Old Master An back then. Since everyone was suffering the same way, they should stop complaining to each other and live their own lives. This was quite good.

When she arrived at the An family home, Anhao did not enter. Even though the An family had come out to see her, she did not get out of the car. She sat in the car and stared at a certain direction in the sky, lost in thought.

It was not until D went in and took out her and Zuo Hancheng’s luggage that Anhao’s gaze landed on the laptop that she and Zuo Hancheng had placed on the bed.

She and Zuo Hancheng did not have much luggage when they came here. They only had a few pieces of clothing for the two of them and a computer that Zuo Hancheng usually kept in the car because he had to receive company documents.

After Anhao took the items, she hugged the clothes that belonged to Zuo Hancheng and did not speak for a long time. Her hand caressed the shirt of good quality. Black, white, and linen were the colors that he had worn before.

D said goodbye to the An family outside the car. Anhao couldn’t care less about what he told the An family and Mr. Arel. In short, D helped her settle everything, including returning to the country.

He was indeed Zuo Hancheng’s trusted aide. He was meticulous and meticulous, taking care of her feelings and avoiding her sensitive points from discussing whether Zuo Hancheng was dead or alive.

Anhao had always stressed that she firmly believed that Zuo Hancheng was not dead. As time passed, D no longer argued with her.

Anhao consoled herself, thinking that D was actually tactacitly agreeing with her.

The black Maybach drove away from the An family’s house. Someone seemed to be calling her name from outside the car. It sounded like her mother’s voice when she was young, calling her well again and again…

Anhao looked up at the rearview mirror in front of her. The car was already very far away, and she could barely see the people in front of the An family’s house.

There were a few black cars parked side by side on both sides of the road. Those cars seemed to be escorting their car.

Anhao suddenly found it ridiculous.

Before she returned to the United States, she only had Zuo Hancheng. When she was about to leave the United States, she lost Zuo Hancheng, but somehow, she found her parents and found out about her background. However, these people’s careful love could not compare to Zuo Hancheng’s open care and love.

Her hand accidentally touched a tie in her clothes.

“I heard that tying a man’s tie is usually the wife’s privilege.”

“So you should learn well.”

“Why should I? It’s not like you don’t know how to tie it yourself.”

“Mrs. Zuo, don’t you know that this is the first time you’ve helped your husband put on his clothes after being married for so long? Of course, there’s no need to wear clothes. It’s not a bad choice to leave the task of wearing a tie to you.”

Memories flooded her mind. Anhao picked up the tie and held it in her hand. It was as if Zuo Hancheng’s hand was holding her hand out of thin air, teaching her how to tie the tie. It was as if she was being controlled by a pair of hands until a beautiful tie was tied, just like the one in the president’s office.

As D drove, he saw Anhao sitting in the back seat, hugging a tie and smiling through the rearview mirror. He didn’t know what she was smiling about, but the tie in her hand was Mr. Zuo’s.

D shifted his gaze away from the rearview mirror and continued driving toward a hotel near a New York airport.

Anhao did not plan to stay in New York any longer, so she stayed at a hotel near the airport for a night. She was prepared to fly back to China the next day, to A City, to her home, to the place where she and Zuo Hancheng truly belonged.

That night in the hotel, Anhao was alone in her room packing her luggage. Her luggage bag was not very big, but she still put Zuo Hancheng’s clothes in it first, and then her own things.

When she was done packing, she picked up the laptop left behind by Zuo Hancheng and thought about the night when the two of them were in bed at the An family home. They spent the whole night looking at wedding dresses together.

The computer had run out of battery. After connecting to the power source, she turned on the computer and the screen gradually lit up. She vaguely remembered that Zuo Hancheng had entered the web page that night and typed in a few letters from that website. Anhao raised her hand and typed those letters until a familiar web page jumped in front of her.

The two of them went through the sample photos of the wedding photos one by one. At that time, Anhao was curled up in Zuo Hancheng’s arms and pointed at the photos. Zuo Hancheng had his arms around her the whole time and his chin was pressed against the top of her head. His pleasant voice was lazy and he would occasionally respond to her as if he was agreeing with her.

“I’ll return you your wedding and wedding photos. It’s time to fulfill them.”

Anhao’s eyes suddenly blurred with tears, and the photos on the computer screen seemed to be immersed in a vast ocean in front of her.

They didn’t even take wedding photos, so how could they talk about a wedding?

She did not even have a wedding ring on her finger. She was so empty that she felt as if Zuo Hancheng had never appeared in her world. He was just a fantasy of hers. She had only dreamed of an illusion in the past few years. Even the clothes that had been dry-cleaned did not have the smell of Zuo Hancheng at all.

It was as if she was never married, and there was only a person who had never existed by her side.

It was just like those in TV dramas. A dream lover, a dream lover, after setting off countless waves in her world, this lover would appear at a specific time and leave at a specific time. From then on, he would never exist again.

It was a terrifying feeling.

Anhao put down her laptop. She didn’t know if it was because the air conditioner in the room was too cold, but she felt very, very cold.

She felt cold when she stood in front of the window and looked at the planes that took off from the airport not far away. She felt cold when she took a shower. There were no traces left on her body now. That person once said that the hickeys on her body were evidence that she loved him, but these evidence were all gone.

She felt cold as she lay on the bed. She covered herself with all the blankets in the room, but it was still very, very cold.

The spot beside the bed was empty, and so was her soul.