Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 350: Chapter 351: Was She Wrong?

Translator: 549690339

Such a pity, the Goddess had feelings, but King Xiang didn’t.

Her repeated overtures, confessions, all were rejected by Ling Fangzhou.

She had no choice, she had to be honest with her father, begging him to talk to Ling Fangzhou.

Her father initially disagreed.

Ling Fangzhou was his most proud student, it wasn’t that her father didn’t approve of Ling Fangzhou, it was that he disapproved of the son Ling Fangzhou’s ex-wife had left behind.

Her father said, playing the stepmother role was difficult.

With her credentials, there were plenty of single, talented, and handsome young men to choose from.

But none of them were Ling Fangzhou.

She only loved Ling Fangzhou, she dreamed of marrying him.

Those who have never experienced love, don’t know what love is.

Only those who have been in love know that once you recognize the one, he is the only one you see and think about, no one else can replace him.

It’s like an obsession, like being bewitched.

Loving someone doesn’t mean you can freely choose who to love or stop loving.

Otherwise, there won’t be so many men and women committing suicide for love in the world.

Broken up, separated, divorced, why not just move on?

It’s because they can’t move on, they recognized only that one, loss meant they couldn’t go on, and thus suicide.

That’s how she felt about Ling Fangzhou.

She threatened to kill herself, her father, backed into a corner, finally agreed to act as her intermediary, helping her persuade Ling Fangzhou to marry her. Finally getting what she wanted made her feel like the happiest woman in the world.

Before the marriage, she assured Ling Fangzhou that she would genuinely treat Lingyue like her own child.

But after the marriage, right after the honeymoon, Ling Fangzhou suggested bringing Lingyue to live with them, and she started to feel upset.

She was still a newlywed, how could she be expected to raise another woman’s child? Wasn’t this just too much?

But she had promised Ling Fangzhou before the wedding to raise Lingyue with him, she didn’t dare to say she didn’t want to fulfill her promise, so she made excuses.

Ling Fangzhou, being gentle and loving, agreed to her wishes.

Their lives were sweet together, and she less and less wanted to raise Lingyue.

She only wanted a home that included her and Ling Fangzhou alone.

Even if they had children, they should be hers and Ling Fangzhou’s offspring.

Love was selfish; she couldn’t include another woman’s child in her love story with Ling Fangzhou.

After that, she was even more gentle and intimate with Ling Fangzhou, hoping to become pregnant as soon as possible.

She believed that once she had a child with Ling Fangzhou, he would gradually forget Lingyue.

She loved Ling Fangzhou deeply, caring for him with the smallest of attentions.

Ling Fangzhou was a considerate and tender man. He was extremely good to her and knew she was pregnant. He hadn’t accepted any assignments at the research institute for a year, and their life was like honey, so sweet and harmonious.

She was secretly pleased.

She heard many people say that once there’s a stepmother, there will be a stepfather.

Given time, Ling Fangzhou would forget about Lingyue.

Later, she gave birth to beautiful and cute twins, she was more confident.

She gave Ling Fangzhou a son and a daughter all at once, now that Ling Fangzhou had a son and a daughter, he would stop worrying about Lingyue, wouldn’t he?

But she was wrong again.

Not long after her confinement, Ling Fangzhou, without consulting her, went to the town alone to fetch Lingyue.

She hid in the room and cried bitterly.

She was in agony.

She didn’t want to raise Lingyue.

She wanted a complete home of her own.

Ling Fangzhou brought Lingyue back, living under the same roof with her. It was a constant reminder that the man she loved most had once loved another woman, and even had a child, a product of their love.

She couldn’t accept it.