In the middle of the night, the rain outside kept hitting on the window, making a tickling sound as if it was a deep, empty and lonely state of mind like Shen Qieyi. 

She lived in one of the most expensive private villas in the city area. There was a valuable crystal chandelier hung on the ceiling. 

At that moment, she was curling up helplessly with the bloated body of hers. She was weak and it made her face pale and her lips looks like it was bleeding.  

She was like a puppet that had been forgotten by the world and no one would care about her joy and sorrow... 

"Bang bang bang..." There was a sudden knock on the door from the outside. 

After a while, the people outside the door lost patience and turned the handle and entered the room.

Shen Qieyi bit her lips and opened her eyes. She saw a tall and skinny man standing in front of the dark red wooden door. The man's eyes were sharp and cold.

Standing behind him, a glamorous woman with half faded clothes, delicate makeup, and charming eyes.

The woman's figure was slim. She stood there with her perfume fragrance, which seemed to match the handsome man next to her.

It was her husband, Fu Yao, who was her lover and bed mate.

Shen Qieyi's heart was cold, but her face did not show much emotion, as if she was used to it.

Fu Yao coldly glanced at Shen Qieyi, his thin lips curling into a mocking smile, and said, "Stop pretending to be dead." 

Shen Qieyi closed her eyes, her forehead was sweating and she did not have the strength to even talk.

He found the pleasure in humiliating her with words, and her heart had been riddled with holes.

"Hey, don't pretend in front of me." Fu Yao seemed to be unable to stand his solemn silence and his entire body exuded a low pressure. He walked up to Shen Qieyi's bed in two or three steps and gripped her wrist roughly then pulled her up.

Shen Qieyi's chin tightened and she finally couldn't help but ask, "What do you want?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Yao suddenly let out a cold laugh and spoke each word clearly. "There's no condoms at home anymore. Go buy them."

Shen Qieyi's originally had a pale face and it turned even whiter. Her slender brows knitted together when she looked at Fu Yao.

At this time, a flirtatious woman stood outside the door suddenly chuckled. Her delicate eyes were full of disdain and irony for the poor woman in the room.

"You can ask the nanny to buy it." Shen Qieyi whispered with a trembling lips. 

Fu Yao seemed to have heard something funny and had sarcasm through in his eyes. But the next second, he exerted a force and directly pulled Shen Qieyi out.

Shen Qieyi was weak at the moment. One of her leg was half-knelt on the floor, and the coldness of the tiles passed through her knees and circled around her whole body.

The man who looked down on her dress had the most exquisite eyes and jade-like face. However, he had a deep hatred for her.

Yes, he didn't belong to her be it in the past, present, or future.

However, she was used to being the daughter of a noble family. She always got pampered by his father. Even though she wants to use her father's power, she would do anything to be with him.

He hated power and control the most, but he hated her the most.

She fell in love with a deep and shallow smile in his eyes, but after they got married, he never smiled at her again.

"If you don't mind seeing her having sex here, you can let the nanny go." He smiled meaningfully, but his eyes were as cold and deep as the night sky.

"After all, you're fat and ugly. I'm not in the mood even if you're naked," Fu Yao said as he sized Shen Qieyi up. His eyes were full of sarcasm.

The words that was said was like a sharp blade that carved a scar on Shen Qieyi's heart.

She felt a sour feeling on her nose and she couldn't breathe. She did not dare to imagine it, but to see them with her own eyes...

Seeing Shen Qieyi react, the coldness in Fu Yao's eyes became deeper and shook Shen Qieyi's hands in disgust.

A of metal crashing into the floor was heard. A ring fell off from Shen Qieyi's ring finger and rolled on the ground.

Seeing Shen Qieyi nervously stretch out his hand to get the ring, Fu Yao's brows were filled with disdain and coldness. He mercilessly kicked the ring, and in the blink of an eye, the ring disappeared.

Shen Qieyi raised his head and looked at only to see that he coldly said, "This sort of thing has no meaning to it even though you are keeping it."

He hated her so much.

He hated her so much until the contract they had became rubbish. 

Shen Qieyi's entire body trembled. Her hand was gripping the lower part of the shirt. She did not dare to look at him, nor did she dare to look at the woman outside.

It seemed that with one more look, he would stab her in the heart.

Not knowing where the strength came from, Shen Qieyi resisted the tears that were about to come out of his eyes. She stood up and fled from the room.

As she staggered with her feet, the rain became heavier and heavier. Shen Qieyi ran in the heavy rain with bare feet. The cashier in the convenience store looked at her with a strange look.

However, she seemed to have lost consciousness due to her numbness, unable to care about anything else. Both her hands trembled as she grabbed the several boxes of condoms on the counter, preparing to leave.

"Miss, are you okay?" The cashier asked with a little concern as she looked at Shen Qieyi, who was completely wet and whose face was terribly pale.

However, she did not look back and rushed back into the rain. 

It was as if the rain could wash her tears away and the pains] that she had. It had been a long time since she cried freely in the public.

She was used to endurance, used to being numb because she knew that when he see her cry, he would feel even more disgusted.

But when he thought about the wedding ring that he had kicked off, and that he was in her room, maybe he was having sex with another woman on her bed.

Painful, desperate, as if his heart was going to suffocate...

Her eyes were blurred by the rain and she could not open them. It was dark in front of her and there was no light. It was just like her life, the endless despair in the abyss.

With a muffled sound, Shen Qieyi hit the stainless steel trash can on the side of the road, and his knee was scratched severely.

The garbage was scattered all over the ground and a stinky smell came out. 

Shen Qieyi didn't know how long she walked or cried, and when she returned to her private house, she was unable to walk and her breathing was so hard.

The warm and dry room make her feel she was at loss. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.

Fu Yao put on a dark black silk nightgown, showing his strong chest lazily. His wet hair hung in front of his forehead. He exuded a cold aura.

And Shen Qieyi was in front of him was so embarrassed and unbearable.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the bloody wound on her knee. There was a hint of mockery on his lips. "What a waste, how could you fall like this after buying a set of condom?"