The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

“Grandfather, what’s the hurry? I’m halfway through my story,” Gu Juexi said casually, not bothered at all by Wen Chenghao’s men.

Gu Tianmu pulled Wen Jie behind him hastily, and Wen Lan narrowed her eyes at the sight.

“Dad, let him talk.” Wen Lan gripped Wen Chenghao’s arm tightly as she was in pain, then smiled evilly at Gu Juexi and sneered, “I would like to see how far your imagination goes in creating this story.”

Wen Jie looked up at Gu Tianmu, her mind and heart running wild with complex feelings.

Love? No.

Condemnation? No.

Stranger? Definitely not.

Gu Juexi glared at the father and daughter crouching on the floor and continued, “After the surgery, my mother succumbed to the aftereffects of Ye Di’s doings. Because of this, Ye Di was punished by Ye Shu which only added fuel to her fire, making her resent my mother even more. And you knew all about this.”

Wen Lan laughed and scoffed, “Yes, correct! Unfortunately, your mother was alive and she got to marry Gu Tianmu, even though it was supposed to be me! Tianmu loves me!”

“When Gu Tianmu returned for the wedding, you stopped Ye Di from appearing in front of Gu Tianmu in case everything would be exposed. But you had a greater enemy: Ye Shu. You feared him because you were no match for him. You knew Ye Shu would not spare you after what Ye Di did to my mother. You also knew that if Gu Tianmu ever found out what you did, you would never become Mrs. Gu.”

Gu Juexi squatted down and stared at Wen Lan as he spoke.

“So the only way you could avoid Ye Shu was to fake your own death. Gu Tianmu would never learn the truth if you died. But even after your faked death, you refused to give up. You still wanted to be a part of the play,” Gu Juexi uttered. He reached out and pressed the wound on Wen Lan’s hand. As he watched Wen Lan grimace in pain, he continued, “Eventually, Gu Tianmu completed his studies and he had more time to come back to America. His attitude towards my mother scared you, didn’t it?”

Wen Chenghao tried to push Gu Juexi’s hand away from Wen Lan’s wound, but Gu Juexi flung his hand away.

“What’s wrong, Grandfather? Feel bad? My mother’s suffering is a thousand times worse,” Gu Juexi remarked icily, digging his fingers into the wound on Wen Lan’s hand.

Wen Lan grimaced in pain and agony.

Wen Jie felt unsettled after hearing Gu Juexi. Gu Tianmu was not as calm as he looked too, because he held Wen Jie’s hand very tightly.

Ye Yuwei could feel the pain from afar, but she also felt relieved.

This was what Gu Juexi would do. He didn’t care if his target was male or female, as long as he could vent his anger.

Gu Juexi released Wen Lan before he broke her palm. He got to his feet and retrieved a handkerchief to wipe the blood on his hand. He looked down at Wen Lan who was sprawled on the floor and growled in contempt, “So you decided on another plan: how to make Gu Tianmu hate my mother.”

Wen Lan waited until the pain became bearable before she glared at Gu Juexi and hissed, “Then?”

“You manipulated Ye Di again.” Gu Juexi turned to Gu Tianmu. “The person my grandmother cherishes the most is Gu Tianmu, so she wouldn’t allow any scandals about him to emerge. You instructed that man to do an inhuman thing to Ye Di, recorded a video of it, and sent it to my grandmother.”

Wen Jie endured the pain in her hand from being gripped so tightly by Gu Tianmu. She knew he was trying to calm his own rage.