When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 573: Buried Memories (Part 3)

In the middle of their conversation, Sheng Jianan didn’t hear what they said, but this last sentence, he clearly heard.

His face sank in that instant.

But what was his feeling at that time?

Was it anger?

Or perhaps it was more accurately fear.

So when he saw Tang Yanqi open the door and appear before him, when he saw her almost collide with the door frame, he reached out without hesitation and held her tightly in his embrace.

The unexplainable panic inside made Sheng Jianan only want to quiet himself at that moment, fearing he might not control his temper and end up yelling at her, would that push her even further away?

Sheng Jianan did not lie; last night he was indeed at Zhou Chengze’s place, drank some wine but wasn’t drunk.

Because Tang Yanqi was pregnant, and because she disliked the smell of alcohol on him, he didn’t come back.

The whole night, Sheng Jianan turned over those words he heard in his mind many times, many things he did not understand before, many things he previously thought were just because Tang Yanqi didn’t love him enough, at that moment, he figured them all out.

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

With a deep voice, the man spoke above Tang Yanqi’s head, and her body slightly stiffened: "What?"

"Why didn’t you tell me you went looking for me? Why didn’t you tell me at that time..."

Sheng Jianan hadn’t finished when Tang Yanqi interrupted him: "I never thought those things were false. Perhaps I was too stupid, so I’ve always believed you only wanted her at that time. Later... later, I felt these things were all in the past, bringing them up again didn’t make sense, so it became too bothersome to mention, until you told me that day, you were always staying in grandfather’s room, I then realized I had been fooled."

Sheng Jianan’s arms tightened slightly around her as he kissed her hair, recalling the pain and hurt he felt upon receiving Tang Yanqi’s signed divorce papers and the letter she wrote him. He understood all too well the agony, realizing that the woman in his arms must have experienced the same.

Amidst the immense sorrow of his mother’s passing, misunderstanding that he had abandoned her, no wonder she signed the divorce papers, no wonder she wrote such a letter; it all made sense.

An expected cold war seemed to have ended before it even began. Tang Yanqi nestled in Sheng Jianan’s embrace, indeed, sometimes lowering one’s head isn’t so bad.

Suddenly, Tang Yanqi remembered something, she looked up, her eyes shining as she gazed at Sheng Jianan: "Also, there’s something else."

"Hmm?"

"The day grandfather was cremated, I went there, and in the crematorium, I saw you and Shen Yao holding each other. Though I understand you might have been too sad and sought comfort from someone, I still..."

Tang Yanqi hadn’t finished speaking when Sheng Jianan’s frown deepened, when had he held Shen Yao?

Recalling what Tang Yanqi said, suddenly he realized, and interrupted her: "Wasn’t that person you?"

"Huh?"

The two of them stared at each other, bewildered for several seconds.

"Indeed, I went there that day, but I didn’t go inside, your father wouldn’t let me in, I could only quietly watch from outside, then I saw you and Shen Yao holding each other."

Sheng Jianan’s frown deepened; he remembered that day, remembered it very clearly.