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

Chapter 69 My Heart Has Gone

The Cold War?

My heart has long since turned cold.

The scar on her wrist still throbbed faintly, but she thought it was just a sign of a cold war.

I suppressed the bitterness in my heart. "I thought it was good for us to maintain this kind of relationship? Just being respectful to each other, without arguing, without caring too much. It would be easy for everyone if things continued like this."

Let me enjoy this peace and quiet for the next few months.

Don't completely disrupt all our memories, so that even if I die, at least those memories existed.

Song Yafei was furious. "So you mean that everything we do from now on will be based on that agreement? If there's no agreement, you're not even willing to do anything for me, is that what you mean?"

Isn't that how things are between her and me?

"I thought we had reached a consensus."

I really don't understand what Song Yafei wants right now.

What is she trying to get me to admit with her aggressive approach?

Although he had feelings for her, she didn't care.

Things have come to this point, and apart from our agreement, there are no longer any ties between us.

The meal didn't go very well in the end. Song Yafei only ate a few bites, and I packed up my things and went home.

When I got home, I ate a few bites, took some medicine, and then went into my studio.

The last time I saw Professor Xie, he gave me a few tasks. For the exhibition a month later, I needed to draw several more pictures.

Once I got home, I immediately started designing these.

Before I knew it, and after some time, I heard Song Yafei's car return.

I looked up and realized it was already quite late; the sky had darkened.

Because I still had inspiration and wanted to keep drawing, I didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, not long after, I heard Song Yafei throwing a tantrum downstairs again.

The conversation was fragmented and I couldn't quite understand what they were saying, but it sounded like they were complaining about the food.

I realized she hadn't eaten much in the afternoon, and now that she'd been interrupted, I didn't put down my pen and go downstairs.

Song Yafei was throwing a tantrum at Lin Qiuran, "You didn't make it like this before, how come it's become so bad?"

"I just gave you a raise, and now you're getting carried away, trying to fool me with these things?"

Aunt Lin has taken care of us for many years, so it's impossible for her skills to suddenly deteriorate. It's just that she's in a bad mood.

I didn't expect her to come back here in the evening, after all, we had just had a falling out in the afternoon.

Thinking about what she said, I stood behind her and rubbed her little shoulders.

Song Yafei probably didn't expect things to suddenly become so intimate; her shoulders tensed, and her movements even stiffened for a moment.

"If the food isn't good, I'll make it again for you. Don't be angry; Aunt Lin is so old, it's not easy for her either."

Song Yafei placed the chopsticks on the table. "Try it yourself. This tastes just wrong!"

What difference does it make whether we try it or not?

I tried to smooth things over, "It's okay, I'll do it now, you wait. Aunt Lin, come help me, it'll be faster."

As she entered the kitchen, Aunt Lin patted her chest with lingering fear, wiped her eyes, and spoke and acted with utmost caution.

I smiled at her and said, "Aunt Lin, it's alright. She's probably just in a bad mood. Please be understanding."

They're all old folks who've been with me for years. All they're thinking about is that after I die, they'll still have some familiar faces around them.

Aunt Lin has always been a straightforward person and wouldn't hold a grudge over such things.

"It was my fault, Madam. I will be more careful next time."

"It's okay, let's hurry up and finish so she doesn't have to wait."

Soon, I made three more dishes and served them up. Song Yafei quickly ate a bowl of rice.

I can see that my appetite has indeed improved a lot.

After dinner, she went straight to the study. I didn't pay any attention to her. After packing my things, I went back to my room to wash up and get ready to rest.

I spent the whole afternoon working on this, and I was pretty exhausted. So, when she wasn't looking, I quickly swallowed the pills.

I was sleeping in my own room when Song Yafei pushed open the door the moment I turned around.

She had already showered, changed into her pajamas, and was standing at the bedroom door staring at me.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest."

I thought she would go back to her room after I said that, but she came in anyway and lay down next to me.

I was about to go to sleep, but her actions made me lose my sleepiness.

After turning off the lights, soon only our calm breathing could be heard.

After a while, I don't know if she had fallen asleep, but she turned around and put her feet on me.

She's always a restless sleeper.

Thinking about it carefully, her recent behavior has been somewhat unusual. Apart from business trips, she has often stayed at home overnight.

This was unprecedented. For the past two or three years, she hadn't come back much and had been staying out all night.

I'm not sure if she's with Yu Chengliang, but at least she hasn't come back.

Lately, he's been staying home every day, and I don't know if Yu Chengliang is too busy or if he simply doesn't care about him.

But a moment later, her hand climbed up my waist again.

Then it's the stomach...

Then it's the chest area...

This night was destined to be anything but peaceful.

The next day, I got up very early.

My body is also strange; it seems that I can always sleep very well when I'm next to Song Yafei.

She was still asleep. This is my room. I went to her room to get her clothes, tidied up what she was going to wear, and hung them on the hanger.

As I was adjusting her collar, she suddenly hugged me from behind, gently rubbing her face against my back like a docile kitten.

"This feels so good, so comforting!" she said, a rare occurrence for her.

Even without seeing her expression, I knew she must have her eyes closed, a rare display of gentleness.

But is that so?

She used to say that she was disgusted by me when she saw me like this.

She even said that I, a grown man, have no career of my own and am always revolving around women, which makes her very disgusted.

What happened? It suddenly changed.

Was it because that wrist-cutting incident really changed her?

Or is it because of something else?

The atmosphere was unusually warm, and I unusually didn't disagree with what she said.

"As long as you like me, I can prepare things for you every day from now on."

I meant it when I said that.

I'm just saying this to appease her, because I know she can't stay home every day.

"Is that really true? Didn't you say you didn't want to stay at home?"

Does she think I'm planning to quit my job and stay home all the time?

"Of course I don't want to stay at home, but work doesn't stop me from doing this little thing for you."

"So, your heart still flew away, didn't it?"

Heart?

Do I still have a heart?

This heart is already broken, riddled with holes from her wounds.

This heart is like my body now; if it is damaged even slightly, it will disappear along with my life.