My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1086: Sentencing Him to Death

Third Young Master Jun’s fingertips tightened around the cellphone, trembling, as his entire body seemed to freeze and his breaths came softly. All his anger had disappeared, and for a moment, he couldn’t utter a word.

He just felt pain, pain.

"The law recognizes that we are husband and wife, and you can’t deny it!" His voice was sorrowful, yet resolute.

Ye Lu suddenly lost her voice too, and the two of them fell into silence, as if enveloped in deathly stillness.

After a while, her faint voice came through, she was really tired.

"Then let’s get a divorce," she said.

Third Young Master Jun suddenly looked up, his pupils almost shattering, thinking he must be hallucinating. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"What did you say?"

He couldn’t maintain his composure, and his words were tinged with frantic bewilderment.

This couldn’t be real. How could one casually speak of divorce? He must be seriously ill, experiencing auditory hallucinations.

But—

"Let’s divorce. Our marriage wasn’t willing to begin with, and all we’ve done since is hurt each other. You’re miserable, and so am I. What’s the point of such a marriage? If you were concerned before that the children would be illegitimate, there’s no need to worry now. What significance does this marriage hold any longer?"

Ye Lu’s calm, unwavering voice gently dispersed in the air, transmitted through the waves into Third Young Master Jun’s ears.

It was like a nuclear bomb, obliterating him to smithereens, his blood flowing like rivers.

His handsome face turned a ghastly pale, as he numbly held the phone. Even if he hadn’t heard that one sentence clearly before, her cold, heartless declaration of divorce just now was clear to him, every single word.

Each word was like a needle pricking into his brain, leaving him unable to prove that his hearing was just an illusion caused by his illness!

In an instant, it felt like a thousand arrows piercing through his heart!

Never in his life had he felt such excruciating pain—it made breathing difficult, like being burnt alive, tormenting his very soul!

Third Young Master Jun felt a severe spasm in his heart, caused by the intense heartache leading to physical discomfort. His failing body couldn’t take the blow, and darkness edged his vision, almost causing him to faint.

In the end, he forced himself to endure, pushing through the darkness before his eyes.

He parted his pale lips, offering a bitter smile.

"What do you mean it has no significance? Lu’er, we have Yuanyuan, Yiyi, and two unborn children, a family filled with love. Isn’t that the greatest significance? I feel very happy and not in the least bit uncomfortable," he rasped with extreme pain.

How could one so easily sentence him to death? After such effort and hardship to be together, to have a complete and happy family.

He was the father of four children; he loved the children, loved her, loved their home, and tried hard to protect it!

How could she bear to make him lose it all, to have his family torn apart, and to be left all alone once again.

"That’s just your happiness, not mine. All I feel is coercion, threats, anger, the loss of freedom," Ye Lu retorted angrily.

This wasn’t healthy love nor a normal family.

And moreover, was his deep affection right now even true? Did he really love her? Ha, she didn’t believe it, nor dared to. Every time she was moved and her resolve wavered, he would deal her a fatal blow.

She could no longer trust him.

Third Young Master Jun’s heart twisted as though being cut, self-mockingly asking, "Do I really make you that miserable?"

"Yes." Ye Lu’s voice cooled, "Think about it carefully."

Having said that, she hung up the phone.

Third Young Master Jun’s cellphone silently slid from his hand. Suddenly he threw back his head and laughed loudly, a sound desolate and bleak like the wails of a wounded beast in the wilderness, filled with blood and tears!

Yet, even though she was so ruthless and heartless, he couldn’t let her go.

He knew he was being pathetic, his dignity trampled and scattered, but still, he couldn’t bring himself to let go. Because that was his only home, the meaning of his life, containing his beloved children, his beloved woman.