The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex Chapter 847
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Chapter 847: It Was Hard to Ask His Ex-Wife to Stay Behind (2)
The ex-couple were left all alone in the room.
They had spent more than five years apart since they got divorced, which was the equivalent of more than 1,000 days and nights.
He Xiyan sensed him walking toward her and she stiffened as she took several steps backward.
“Don’t come near me,” she warned and her eyes never left the floor. She didn’t even look up at him.
Mo Yixuan stopped and moved more than a 100 meters away since he didn’t want to agitate her any further.
“Yan Yan…” he said softly. He admitted that his methods were despicable but no one would be able to remain calm and composed when it came to love.
He swore that he had to get her back to his side for his sake and also for Yuan Yuan’s sake.
He dug out a beautiful gift box from his pocket. It was a silver accessory box that was engraved with symbols of love.
He opened the box to reveal a large pink stone that was as large as a pigeon egg. This pink stone was extremely bright and shiny, and also very beautiful.
He Xiyan’s head was bowed but she could still see how shiny the rock was.
She looked away when she realized what it was.
“I won’t accept your ring,” she said coldly and didn’t even wait for him to present the ring to her.
Mo Yixuan didn’t force the ring on her but placed it by the bedside drawer.
Tears could vaguely be seen twinkling in his eyes when he looked at her.
This was not the first time he had given her a ring.
He had also given her a ring nine years ago and he remembered that it had also been at night. The ring he had given her had only been one or two carats and it wasn’t that expensive but he remembered how she had reacted when he had given the ring to her. She was so happy that she burst into tears and wasn’t able to sleep the entire night.
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“Yan Yan… do you really not remember this place?” he asked as he suddenly turned around to look at the sketches and colored pencil paintings that hung on the wall.
These paintings had been displayed on the wall 9 years and Yan Yan had drawn them when she was living in this house. He had been so busy with work back then, and she would quietly stay at home and draw.
She made many sketches and drawings and finally selected several of her own artwork to be framed and hung on the wall.
Nine years had passed but the decor in this house hadn’t changed and it still looked the same as when they had been cohabiting. He had renovated the house but he didn’t change the decor nor the furniture within the house.
He Xiyan didn’t know what Mo Yixuan was saying.
How could he ask whether or not she remembered this house? Naturally, she couldn’t possibly remember this house since she had lost her memories. She didn’t remember who Yuan Yuan was, much less this house.
“You drew all these pictures,” Mo Yixuan said as he pointed at the paintings that have been hanging on the wall for the past nine years.
He Xiyan frowned. Although she was still very upset, she still turned to look in the direction that he pointed at and saw the drawings that she had drawn, according to him.
There were three sketches and three colored pencil drawings. Three of those drawings were of people while another three drawings were of sceneries.
She glanced at this sketches and her gaze finally landed on a colored pencil drawing. The background of the drawing seemed to be of a road in front of a school and this road was lined with tall maple trees. It was probably autumn when she made this drawing and the leaves were all colored red. A loving couple was drawn walking on the road and this couple had their hands intertwined and smiled happily.
Wait! She suddenly frowned when she noticed the couple in the drawing and subconsciously took several steps forward.
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