Chapter 1189: Time Had Robbed Them of Their Youth

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

He didn’t want to broach these grown-up topics with his father. He might not understand what was going on but his father didn’t seem to want him to know about the existence of these aunties because he had never brought them home.

Mo Yixuan rose to his feet and his long silhouette reached all the way to the windowsill. His complexion was so pale that it seemed like he had applied powder while the light in his dark eyes seemed to have gone out.

He didn’t give Yuan Yuan a response but instead, he said very softly, “Go to bed soon, Mo Ling.”

Then, he walked out of Yuan Yuan’s room.

He finally gave in to his emotions after he returned to his bedroom.

He sat on the sofa as his tears fell from his eyes that were tightly shut.

It had been 12 years since she left him and over the past 12 years, he had tried everything to win her heart and even resorted to several underhanded means but he only pushed her further away from him.

It wasn’t just Yuan Yuan, but even he himself was aware that it was impossible for her to return to his side. He couldn’t see the love and tenderness she once felt toward him reflected in her eyes over the past 12 years.

She would occasionally ask whether he was doing well but she was only doing so out of courtesy.

There was an insurmountable distance that lay between them.

He would often think about her in the middle of the night even after so many years had passed. He would wonder what she was doing or if she was having trouble sleeping, or if she was feeling lonely. He would occasionally regret conspiring with Han Xue to sabotage her relationship with Ye Hao which led to her suffering so much later.

He guessed that if he hadn’t tried to sabotage her relationship with Ye Hao, they would probably still be married and that she might be very happy with Ye Hao.

Mo Yixuan pursed his lips in anguish. He felt as though his heart was being sliced into pieces each time he thought about the past.

She had only been 19 years old when they first met and now, she was a 36 years old woman. She was no longer a young woman and she would not address him affectionately as ‘Brother Yixuan’ as she used to do.

Time had robbed them of their youth and he had robbed her of her happiness.

Mo Yixuan pulled out a piece of tissue and wiped the tears from his eyes.

He hadn’t cried in a long while but his heart hurt so much each time something poked at his old wounds. The pain was so intense that he found it hard to breathe.

He dug out his phone and he couldn’t help himself as he clicked on her WeChat profile and looked at her familiar display picture.

They had exchanged a few words yesterday. She asked him about Yuan Yuan but she didn’t continue the conversation after the initial exchange.

Mo Yixuan typed out a message before he deleted it and typed another string of words.

“Have you been well?”

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In the castle, He Xiyan had just emerged from her bath. She dried her hair with a towel, then picked up a hairdryer and started to blow her hair dry.

She took off her night robe and only wore a thin nightgown to sleep after she dried her hair.

She didn’t like wearing thick clothes to sleep because they weren’t very comfortable.

She realized that there was a flickering green light from her phone after she pulled up her blankets. She picked up her phone and saw that it was a WeChat message from Mo Yixuan.

He asked whether she was well.

She immediately sent him a reply, “I’m okay!”

He would often ask her this question and she would give him the same response each time.

Then, He Xiyan placed her phone aside.

She hadn’t been sleeping well at the hospital, so she was incredibly exhausted.

She had just drifted off to sleep when she was awakened by her phone beeping with a notification.