Separated

"Mu Hua, do we still have any trust between us?" After being stunned for a long time, Xia Ran slowly asked this question.

What hurt her the most wasn't the fact that Zhu Qian was living at home. It wasn't Mu Hua's concern for Zhu Qian, but the fact that Mu Hua had never trusted her. This feeling of being suspected by her beloved was difficult for her to accept.

If Mu Hua had believed her even once, she wouldn't have been so heartbroken.

Mu Hua stared at Xia Ran. Her innocent face was filled with heartbreak and sorrow, making him feel a sense of panic. However, he had to uphold justice for Zhu Qian.

"Have you ever done anything trustworthy?" he countered.

Xia Ran smiled. It was a very sad smile. In the end, Mu Hua felt that she was the one who did these things.

She wondered why she insisted on saving the marriage. Judging from the current situation, Mu Hua was obviously more biased towards Zhu Qian. Coupled with the fact that he owed Zhu Qian, Mu Hua would definitely marry Zhu Qian in the end.

Then what was the point of insisting on saving the marriage? She was just asking to be humiliated here. She had exhausted the last bit of affection between her and Mu Hua.

At that time, not only would she not be able to keep Mu Hua, but she might even cause him to cut ties with her.

Maybe she shouldn't keep dreaming.

"Mu Hua, since you distrust me so much, there's no point in me staying here. Instead, I'll make you worry if I'll hurt Zhu Qian. In that case, I'll move out tomorrow." Xia Ran suppressed the reluctance in her heart. This was the first time she had suggested separating so calmly.

She had just been picked up by Mu Hua and was moving out again. It seemed like she was throwing a tantrum.

Mu Hua was extremely frustrated. "Xia Ran, can you be more mature?"

"Why should I be more mature?" Xia Ran was aggrieved and angry. "I'm only twenty years old. Don't you know? When you came to me to ask me to fake a marriage with you, didn't you know how old I was? Why didn't you think I was insensible and willful before? Now that Zhu Qian is back, you're starting to dislike everything about me?"

Mu Hua's face stiffened when he heard Xia Ran's series of questions and he didn't answer.

Did he really dislike Xia Ran? No, he really liked this little girl, especially her cute little face. He liked her very much and indulged her very much. This was because he remembered from the beginning to the end that he was the one who had taken the initiative to propose a fake marriage. Xia Ran had helped him a lot. At the same time, he remembered the age difference between them and had always been tolerant of Xia Ran.

It seemed that Zhu Qian's return had indeed broken that balance.

Mu Hua felt suffocated by his promise to Zhu Qian. If he wanted to stay by Xia Ran's side longer, he had to ensure that Xia Ran and Zhu Qian could coexist peacefully. If they couldn't, he could only choose one.

That was what bothered him the most.

Between duty and love, which was more important?

"Mu Hua, you don't have to answer. I already know who's more important to you. I don't want to be a third wheel, nor do I want to be treated as a bad woman. Let's sleep separately tonight. I'll move out early tomorrow morning and no longer be an eyesore." Xia Ran turned her head away from Mu Hua.

That was the man she'd loved for five years. One look at him and she'd fall for him again.

However, this time, she had to force herself to be rational and retreat. Otherwise, if her stomach got bigger, more trouble would happen.

"You want to sleep in separate beds with me?" Mu Hua was extremely unhappy. Since their marriage, whenever he was at home, the two of them would make love until midnight and then fall asleep in each other's arms.

Due to the appearance of various problems these days, the two of them hadn't been intimate for a long time.

Now, this little girl was even clamoring to sleep in separate beds with him!

Xia Ran also replied firmly, "Yes, we're getting a divorce anyway. Isn't it better to get used to sleeping separately earlier?"

What the hell was she talking about? Mu Hua was furious. As a literature professor, he felt at a loss for words when faced with such an unruly little girl. He didn't know how to lecture her.

"I won't sleep in separate beds, or else, you can move out tonight!" Mu Hua also lost his temper and ordered her to leave.

Xia Ran was so angry that her eyes turned red. She glared at Mu Hua for a long time before turning around to pack her things.

Everything here belonged to Mu Hua. She had only brought a few clothes with her when she arrived, so now, leaving was quite simple. She just had a few extra journals.

Xia Ran stuffed her things into her suitcase and dragged it away. She was about to cry, but she still looked very dignified.