Awkward Chapter 27

Chapter 27

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Turning the key to open the door, he was greeted by pitch darkness and an unusual chill.

Yan Chen stood in the living room, his deep eyes staring at the dim light from the bedroom for a long time. He lowered his head to loosen his tie and took off his shoes before walking in.

Gu Huai wasn’t asleep yet, carefully reviewing documents by the bedside.

Yan Chen sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette with an expressionless face, the wisps of smoke blurring his handsome, strong features.

Gu Huai glanced up at him, his tone calm. “I checked the amount. A total of 12 million yuan.”

Yan Chen pursed his lips, remaining silent for a long time before making a sound of acknowledgment in a voice so low it was nearly inaudible.

Gu Huai handed the documents to him, looking him over. “As long as you sign, I can apply to the court to sentence him to 10 years in prison.”

Yan Chen’s brows were tightly furrowed, his black pupils rolling with turbulence. “There’s absolutely no need for you to go that far. You’re forcing him to his death.”

Gu Huai’s face was gloomy. “He brought it upon himself. If he weren’t so indecisive and still had lingering feelings for you, I wouldn’t resort to this tactic.”

Yan Chen suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke as calmly as possible. “Gu Huai, he hasn’t taken the initiative to find me at all for so long.”

Gu Huai bit his lip. “Yes, you’re right. All this time, it’s been you actively seeking him out. But him always being on your mind is his fault.”

Yan Chen closed his eyes, his fair and handsome profile filled with deep fatigue.

“Let him go. I promise I won’t go see him again in the future.”

Gu Huai slowly raised his eyes, his extremely light gaze looking at him coldly and firmly. “That’s just your casual promise. I won’t believe you so easily.”

Yan Chen’s lipd were tightly pursed. “Believe me this once.”

But Gu Huai was stubbornly unyielding. “No, I don’t believe you. You don’t need to say anymore. No matter what you say this time, I won’t soften my stance again.”

Yan Chen wiped his face, his voice low. “I can’t let you do as you please. Tell me, what will it take for you to give up?”

Gu Huai curled his lips into a slightly cold smile, tinged with a bit of lonely arrogance. “I can’t possibly give up. He’s the one who made a mess of our marriage. I won’t let him off. I’ll never be at ease until I send him to prison.”

Yan Chen took a deep drag of his cigarette, the cigarette butt between his fingers trembling slightly. “Then can I be at ease? He was with me for so many years and helped me so much. I can’t do something like this to him.”

Gu Huai scoffed. “At ease? Don’t forget, you used this kind of frame-up to send your own younger brother to prison back then.”

Yan Chen’s brows couldn’t furrow any tighter. “That’s different.”

“How is it different? You could be so ruthless toward your own brother, so why are you making all these excuses when it comes to Ye Mu? Yan Chen, tell me honestly, have you already fallen for him?”

Yan Chen held his breath, his face shadowed. “Enough, stop spouting nonsense. No matter who I like, it’s impossible for me to like Ye Mu! He was by my side for eight years. If I really liked him, I wouldn’t have dumped him and chosen to be with you back then.”

Gu Huai’s expression improved somewhat, but his tone was still forceful. “Since that’s the case, comply with my wish today and sign this document!”

Yan Chen’s thin lips parted slightly, emanating a strong refusal. “I can’t sign it. Don’t force me.”

Gu Huai’s gaze was icy cold. “For the sake of our future, I have no choice but to force you. As long as Ye Mu is still around, you’ll endlessly go find him, and I’ll always be in an anxious and painful state. If you don’t sign this court document today, you’ll have to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me tomorrow to get a divorce.”

Yan Chen lowered his head and smoked, silent for a moment before lifting his thin eyelids to glance at Gu Huai, extremely deep.

Gu Huai didn’t say anything, just quietly looking back at him, his eyes filled with tenacity and unwillingness to compromise.

Yan Chen gripped the black pen in his hand, the light in his pupils gradually dimming. In the bedroom, the light was dim, casting the shadow of a tall, thin man’s back, revealing helplessness, weariness, pain…

The man didn’t remain stiff. After maintaining this posture for more than ten minutes, he finally slowly, hesitantly moved the pen tip to the paper.

… Perhaps people are inherently selfish.

In order to be with the person they like, he had no choice but to sign.

But recently, there was always a voice in his heart constantly questioning him. —Yan Chen, do you really like Gu Huai?

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