My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 239 The Wound Opens

"If that's really what you're thinking, I'll go talk to the board members right now and have them choose someone to replace you as soon as possible."

But Song Yafei completely ignored her tactic, turning her back to wash the celery in her hands. "Did you come here for something?"

Mrs. Song was quite annoyed by her detached attitude. "The board meeting is in complete chaos, and you still have the mind to cook!"

"Don't worry, those people can't cause any trouble. Go and enjoy your afternoon tea in peace," Song Yafei replied indifferently.

Madam Song was not so easy to deal with. She tried several times but failed to persuade Song Yafei, and didn't even give her a second glance.

Furious, Madam Song went up and tried to pull off Song Yafei's apron.

"What kind of behavior is this? Take it off right now! Have I raised you for decades just so you can cook for men?"

"What's the use of all your skills if you're blinded by a half-dead man?!"

"okay!"

Annoyed by the noise, Song Yafei took off her apron and threw it aside, probably afraid of disturbing me, and then pulled Mrs. Song outside.

I'm not interested in the conflict between the mother and daughter.

But if I want to know something about what's happening outside, I can only hear snippets of information from their arguments.

It would be wonderful if she could persuade Song Yafei to let me leave.

After I went upstairs, I went to the balcony of the study, where I could clearly see them arguing in the garden.

Madam Song pointed to the circle of bodyguards outside, "Look at this commotion, do you think others don't know?"

"Look at yourself now. Do you even remember who you are?"

Song Yafei is indeed different now than before.

She was wearing comfortable loungewear, and her hair wasn't meticulously styled; it was just tied in a ponytail and had some white flour from cooking on it.

How could Madam Song allow her daughter, who was a powerful businesswoman, to become a housewife?

Song Yafei didn't take it seriously, saying, "Don't worry about my business, just mind your own business!"

"I don't care? I don't need to worry about it? I don't need to worry about how to get the board members to come and argue in front of me!"

"Why are you so stubborn? You and Zhang Tian have already come to this point, why won't you let him go?"

"Don't you think about it? Every time he sees you, he'll be reminded of the orphanage director's death. How can he face you then?"

Yes, I don't understand either, why won't she let me go!

Because of Mrs. Song's words, my hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the balcony railing.

Song Yafei's words rarely touched my heart, even if they weren't spoken to me.

But this only annoyed Song Yafei, who frowned and shouted, "Stop talking!"

Madam Song was extremely unwilling to be spoken to. "What kind of attitude is this? How can you talk to me like that! Aren't all of this the truth? I'm only doing this for your own good."

"For my own good?"

"From childhood to adulthood, has either you or Dad ever truly put yourself in my shoes? I'm nothing more than a tool to be used."

"Before, I was trying to please my father, but now that he's gone, I've become a tool for making money. Is there anything he did for my own good?"

When talking about her childhood, Song Yafei felt a lot of grievances and resentment.

This completely enraged Madam Song, who was trembling with anger. If she hadn't been holding onto the stone pillar beside her, she probably would have collapsed.

Aunt Lin happened to come over at that moment and, seeing the situation, quickly helped Madam Song to sit down on a stool and breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Yafei said coldly, "Alright, don't worry about my business. Take care of yourself. I'll have Assistant Luo take you home right away."

"Think carefully about what I'm saying. Do you want the group or not?"

Madam Song shouted loudly at Song Yafei's departing figure.

Assistant Luo arrived shortly afterward and, together with Aunt Lin, helped Madam Song into the car and drove her away.

I went to bed early that night, and around midnight, I felt a hand on my waist.

I was woken up by a rubbing sensation on my waist.

Once I regained my senses, I removed her hand.

Even though I stayed in the villa, I was very resistant to her touch.

She had noticed my resistance before but hadn't forced me, but tonight I couldn't remove her hand.

"Take your hand away!"

Instead of removing her hand, Song Yafei leaned closer, pressed against my back, and whispered, "I didn't mean to do anything, I just wanted to check your wound."

I sat up, threw off the covers, turned on the light, lifted my clothes, and without hesitation tore off the gauze from my wound.

The wound, which had been healing fairly well, started bleeding again instantly.

"You are crazy!"

Song Yafei quickly got up, startled by my movement.

She was at a loss, wanting to press on my wound, but afraid of touching it and hurting me. She was so panicked that tears were about to flow.

"What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?!"

"Didn't you want to see the wound? How is it? Are you satisfied now?" I said nonchalantly.

"you……"

Song Yafei was heartbroken to see my resolute decision. I believe she could see my determination to leave her and my resistance to her.

Without hesitation, she called the family doctor, "Come quickly, your husband's wound has reopened."

Since I moved into this villa, the family doctor and some commonly used medical equipment have been prepared and placed downstairs.

A short while later, Dr. Wen came up with his medicine box.

His clothes were disheveled, and he looked very anxious.

When Dr. Wen came up, I cooperated very well. He told me to lie down, so I lay down, and he did whatever he asked me to do.

Song Yafei paced anxiously back and forth beside her.

After bandaging me up, Dr. Wen instructed me, "You mustn't move around too much. The wound has been healing for so long, and if it reopens, it will prolong the recovery time."

It's really not worth it!

I just wanted to break up with Song Yafei, but I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious.

After all this time of recuperation, I still underestimated my physical condition. I should be more careful in the future.

However, in front of Song Yafei, I acted as if I didn't care at all.

"It's okay since Dr. Wen is here. We can just bandage it up again if it tears, and it'll be fine!"

Dr. Wen gasped upon hearing this, "What are you saying? Do you even care about your health if you keep going like this?!"

I didn't say anything more, I just stared at Song Yafei, "As long as some people don't do anything unnecessary, nothing will happen."

Dr. Wen also noticed something and earnestly advised Song Yafei, "President Song, the patient's body can't withstand any more stress!"

"Okay, I get it."

Dr. Wen was interrupted by Song Yafei before she could finish speaking, because she knew what I meant.

After Dr. Wen came downstairs, Song Yafei was really annoyed. She sat next to me, tucked me in, and made a promise to me.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you again until you've fully recovered. I'll sleep on the sofa next to you. Just call me if you need anything."