"Why didn't you tell me? Why? Shouldn't you have told me about this kind of thing?"

Jiang Muxue's voice was hoarse and desperate. The "gentleness" and "nobility" forced out of her by the entertainment industry were all shattered by her. Vases, bowls, plates, even the television, and the electric kettle.

She was like a madman driven to a dead end, venting all her emotions madly.

Regret, guilt, or love?

I watched her quietly, my heart unaffected. "So noisy."

My voice was very soft, but she seemed to be suddenly paused, and then she slowly and painfully knelt on the ground, holding her head and muttering to herself, "What have I done? What have I done? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, can you forgive me... If not, the company will make me compensate, I can't afford it, I'm finished..."

She crawled on the ground like a dog, tears falling incessantly, disheveled and desperate, reminding me of how I looked when I found out about her affair in the first place.

It turns out, it was so ugly.

"Quick, take her out!"

The security guard saw him stop and finally rushed in to pull him away.

But Jiang Muxue just kept shouting, "Lin Qing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

I couldn't be bothered to look at her. I let the nurse transfer me to another ward, and even thought of the line from Meteor Garden— "If saying sorry could solve everything, why do we need the police?"

It's really laughable.

It's funny that I can still come up with jokes like this. It seems like it's not that bad.

However, how did she know I was here?

I opened my phone and searched his name again.

I have to admit, having a famous ex-husband is quite useful. The entry immediately appeared—"Current situation of Jiang Muxue's ex-husband."

I clicked in and found my photo.

It should have been taken in the hospital lobby during chemotherapy, I don't know who took it and posted it online.

In the photo, I had pale and emaciated skin, with my eyes peacefully closed.

The top comment was: "The cancer-ridden lapdog is dying, hahaha."

ID: I love Xue Xue for ten thousand years.

............

Enough already.

I fiercely threw my phone on the ground.

I didn't want to be affected by these emotions in the first place, but they still followed me like a shadow.

So annoying.