The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 41 History Repeats Itself?

"Fu Shiyue, I want to hear the truth." He felt her staring at him like that.

Her voice was dry and hoarse.

"Now I finally understand that sometimes when you look at me, you're looking at someone else through me!" she shouted, her voice filled with pain and despair.

Tears streamed down her cheeks. She smiled, but her eyes were devoid of warmth; the light in them seemed to vanish in an instant. After a long pause, she softly uttered, "..."

"I'm asking you, did you have a past with her?"

Fu Shiyue spoke with difficulty: "Yes."

Just that one word was enough to make her heart ache as if it were being torn apart.

It turned out that his feelings for her weren't genuine; he had only used her as a substitute for someone else. This discovery left her feeling incredibly hurt and humiliated; she felt she had been deceived all along.

"Am I her replacement, Fu Shiyue?" She just looked at him quietly, wondering what he would say next.

"No."

"What exactly does that mean?" she asked.

When she asked this, Fu Shiyue remained silent...

Because he knew perfectly well, and he wanted to tell her, but now was not the right time.

If she knew everything now, she would definitely leave him without hesitation...

Seeing his silence, she understood.

She choked up, unable to utter a word for a moment.

“Okay, I understand what you mean…” Then, she turned her back to her, preparing to leave, but stopped and said:

"I'll have someone send you the divorce papers later, and you can sign them..."

He held her tightly, his eyes filled with pleading. His voice trembled, as if he had used all his strength, "Don't leave me, I don't want a divorce." His hand gripped the woman's arm tightly, refusing to let go.

She gently shook her head, a bitter smile on her face, and said in a low voice, "There's no way for us to continue. Continuing like this will only cause us pain and torment." After saying that, she slowly turned her head, her eyes revealing a hint of despair and helplessness, and looked straight at him, asking softly, "Isn't that right?"

Fu Shiyue's face instantly turned ashen, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to begin. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke: "Is it really... going to come to this?" His eyes were filled with earnestness and sincerity, trying to salvage this relationship that was on the verge of collapse.

However, she wavered, and firmly replied, "Yes."

His eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head.

She sighed and said, "In marriage, the most important things are mutual trust and honesty. If we can't even do that, what's the point of our relationship?"

Fu Shiyue raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhiyi, can you please not leave me? I... I'll tell you everything. Okay?" he pleaded again.

Xie Zhiyi shook her head, indicating that it was impossible.

His eyes gradually dimmed, his once bright pupils now appearing as if veiled in a haze, turning dull and lifeless. His hands slowly loosened, as if he had lost all his strength.

However, in the next second, he quickly hugged Xie Zhiyi tightly again. His arm, which had been hanging limply, was now as hard as steel, making it impossible for her to break free.

Xie Zhiyi wanted to say something, but before she could make a sound, he interrupted her.

"Don't speak!" he said in a low voice, but it carried an undeniable firmness and authority.

Faced with this situation, Xie Zhiyi felt a wave of panic. She tried to struggle to escape from his embrace, but his arms held her tightly like iron clamps, making her unable to move.

“What are you going to do? Let me go!” she shouted, her voice filled with fear and unease.

But Fu Shiyue didn't answer her question. Instead, he picked her up again and strode upstairs. Every step seemed so heavy, as if he were carrying the weight of the entire world.

Her heart sank to the bottom. She didn't know what would happen next, nor could she imagine whether she would be safe. All she could do was twist her body desperately, hoping to get his attention and an explanation.

However, Fu Shiyue seemed to have made up his mind that no matter how much the female lead resisted, he would not change his mind.

He carried Xie Zhiyi to the door of the room upstairs, gently pushed it open, and went inside.

The room was pitch black, with only a faint moonlight filtering through the window and spilling onto the floor. He placed her on the bed, then sat silently on the edge, gazing at her.

Her heart pounded, and a chill ran down her spine. She tried to sit up and meet Fu Shiyue's gaze.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xie Zhiyi asked, her voice trembling, almost on the verge of tears.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke: "I told you, I won't let you leave." His tone was calm and firm, as if he were conveying an unchangeable decision to Xie Zhiyi.

Fu Shiyue's hand trembled slightly as he raised it unconsciously. His gaze towards her was filled with resentment and sorrow, and his voice carried an overwhelming loneliness.

He whispered in her ear, "I will always, always be with you, I will never let you leave my side, I...love you."

She stared wide-eyed at Fu Shiyue in disbelief. She couldn't understand why the male lead was so determined to keep her.

In his heart, perhaps the only reason he married her was because she looked like the person he had in mind.

In his eyes, I was nothing more than a substitute!

She once thought there was some affection between them, but now she realized it was all an illusion. The tenderness, care, and love in his eyes were actually for someone else. And she was just a pitiful substitute, deceiving herself all along.

She felt her self-esteem was severely damaged, and at the same time, she felt deeply disappointed in him.

Unable to accept this fact, her anger and sorrow intertwined, making it almost unbearable for her.

"Stay here and calm down. I will never agree to a divorce, never..."

He stared intently at her, his dark pupils radiating a chilling possessiveness. His gaze was like that of a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, as if he wanted to devour her whole. Then, his deep voice rang out again: "Zhiyi..."

Hearing him say that, a bitter smile appeared on her lips. She knew it was an unchangeable fact, and there was no point in struggling.

Her heart was filled with helplessness and bitterness, but she was powerless to resist. She realized that from the very beginning, she had fallen into the control of this man and could no longer escape.

After that, Xie Zhiyi's activities were strictly restricted to the place where he lived.

Aunt Chen was in charge of her daily life, and her life was entirely under his control. She was surrounded only by the nanny and Fu Shiyue.

There was no one else to talk to. Her life became monotonous and dull, every single day the same.

He always came home very early, to spend time with her.

"What did you do at home today?" The man's voice was deep and gentle, tinged with doting affection and concern. However, the woman sat there silently, not saying a word, and didn't even glance at him.

The man looked at her with some confusion, a sense of worry rising in his heart. He knew she hadn't been in a good mood lately, but he didn't know the specific reason. He tried to talk to her, asking if she had any worries or troubles, but she just sat there quietly, seemingly unresponsive to his words.

"I have a meeting at the company tonight. I'll go over there and come right back to be with you, okay?" The man's tone became gentler, hoping to get a response from her.

However, the woman remained silent, her eyes revealing an unspeakable sadness and loss.

The man felt a pang of heartache; he didn't know how to break the silence. He reached out and gently stroked her hair, then softly kissed it. The gesture was full of love and care, hoping to make her feel his warmth and comfort.

The woman trembled slightly, seemingly touched by the man's actions. However, she remained silent, simply closing her eyes quietly. The man looked at her with heartache, secretly resolving to find a solution and bring her smiles and happiness back.

The man sighed softly, turned and left the room. He decided to finish the meeting as soon as possible, then return to her side and spend more time with her.

Fu Shiyue knew she was still angry, so he remained gentle and tender towards her, showing he couldn't bear to hurt her...

I know she loves freedom the most, but she wants to leave herself.

That means we'll have to use this method for now.

She'll be fine once she figures it out.

One was thinking of leaving, while the other was trying to find a way to make her stay.

But what he didn't know was that every part of her heart was already wounded...

She didn't know when it would heal...

The brother's scheming, the relatives' scheming

Deception by those around you...

After so many years away, he finally returned to his family, but when faced with power, the older brother still chose the former.

Xie Zhiyi began to think about her future. She didn't want to be trapped here forever; she had to leave.

She knew running away might be dangerous, but she had made up her mind. She didn't want to continue living like this; she was sure she could find a way.

The first thing is to escape the sight of the housekeeper, Aunt Chen.

"Do you have any stomach medicine at home? My stomach is a little upset. Could you go and look for it? It should be in my bedside table." She called over Aunt Chen, who was at home, and said, pretending to be unwell.

Aunt Chen looked at her with some difficulty, thinking to herself: What should I do? The young master had instructed that Miss not to go out. But seeing the young lady's distressed expression, she couldn't bear to refuse. So she said cautiously, "Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go look for her. But..."

"Hmm?" She looked up, a hint of displeasure in her eyes. "Is there a problem?"

Aunt Chen quickly explained, "No, Madam, it's just that the young master instructed you not to go out."

She smiled faintly, her tone tinged with helplessness and sarcasm: "I'm not feeling well right now, do you think I'll run away? How am I supposed to get out?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Chen realized that she might have been overthinking things, so she stopped hesitating and went upstairs to her room to find medicine for her stomachache.

She sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for Aunt Chen to return.

After a while, Aunt Chen came downstairs and saw that she was still there.

I immediately felt relieved.

"How is it? Is it there?" Xie Zhiyi asked weakly, her face pale.

Aunt Chen shook her head

"Then go to the pharmacy and buy me some. I'll wait for you at home."

Seeing how distressed she was, Aunt Chen lowered her guard.

"Yes, madam, I'll be right back."

"Ah."

Afterwards, she was home alone.

...

At this moment, Fu Shiyue was presiding over a meeting in the conference room. His eyes were focused on the documents in his hands, but he was thinking about ending the meeting as soon as possible so that he could go home and be with her.

However, just then, his cell phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang, and the screen showed a call from home.

Fu Shiyue frowned and answered the phone with some displeasure. The anxious voice of his wife, Chen, came from the other end: "Sir, something terrible has happened! Madam has run away!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyue's face instantly turned extremely gloomy. He stood up abruptly and shouted into the phone, "What? What did you say? What happened? Why didn't you keep an eye on her?"

Aunt Chen was startled by Fu Shiyue's roar, but she still stammered, "Just now... just now Madam said she had a stomachache and there was no medicine at home, so she asked me to go out and buy some. When I came back, she was gone. I searched the whole house but couldn't find her. What should I do?"

Fu Shiyue took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He knew this wasn't the time to lose his temper; he had to find her as soon as possible.

He hung up the phone and said to everyone in the conference room, "Excuse me, I have something urgent to attend to. Let's end the meeting here." With that, he hurriedly left the conference room.

She seemed to have escaped a cage that bound her; her steps were firm as she ran towards the sea.

When she finally reached the seaside, the sea breeze gently caressed her face, bringing a sense of freshness and freedom.

The waves crashed against the shore, creating a symphony-like sound that welcomed her arrival.

I stood quietly on the edge, gazing at the boundless sea. The color of the seawater changed under the sunlight.

Wearing a white dress, the hem swaying in the wind

The sea breeze ruffled her hair. She closed her eyes, listened to the sound of the sea, and felt its vastness and inclusiveness.

The corners of her lips turned up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile...

At this moment, Fu Shiyue had already arrived nearby.

Fu Shiyue watched her from afar, a complex mix of emotions surging within him. He slowly tried to approach her.

Xie Zhiyi heard the sound behind her, turned around, and her eyes met Fu Shiyue's. The two gazed at each other silently, neither speaking for a moment. The sea breeze blew, ruffling their hair.

Fu Shiyue broke the silence first, his voice slightly hoarse: "Why? Why did you run away?"

Xie Zhiyi's eyes were clear and firm. She gazed at the distant sea and said softly, "I want to leave you."

Fu Shiyue frowned. He wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare get too close.