Chapter 57 - Jiang Wei POV
I try to wrap an arm around Lin Meyu, but she shifts away from me, her body already half off the bed.
Sex with her these days is just that—a formality.
A chore.
A transaction.
The kind of passion we had in the beginning? Gone. Now, she doesn't even stay the night. No post-coital cuddling, no lazy morning conversations.
In our early days, there was a softness between us—brief smiles, a hand brushed over mine, a shared laugh over something ridiculous.
Now, she lies about work. Well, maybe not lies. She's been busy lately.
We both have.
She moves around the room, slipping into her clothes, every motion calculated and efficient.
Her expression is unreadable, just like always. I lean back against the headboard, pulling the sheets up to my waist, watching her.
"I'm getting married to her," I say.
Lin Meyu pauses briefly to adjust one of her earrings.
"I know. She told me."
That's it. No reaction. No surprise, no anger. Just calm acceptance.
