Chapter 315 Self-Abuse Syndrome

disappointed.Long Chengtian said, "I used to really dislike this woman. She disregards others' feelings and forcefully intrudes into their lives, making it impossible for people to reject her. She al...Chapter 315 Self-Abuse

After a bath, her mood had improved quite a bit. Warming didn’t want to hold onto the past with Ye Feimo anymore; she knew that he loved her, and this should be enough for her.

For a man like Ye Feimo, being able to deeply love a woman is already rare. What else could you ask of him

But as soon as she thought this way, Warming felt stifled again. She was talented, beautiful, and rich; there were plenty who liked her. Why did she have to endure such treatment just because she loved Ye Feimo Did that mean she had to feel suffocated

Thinking about it made her unwilling.

Han Bi was a thorn in her heart.

Motion at the door caught Warming’s attention. She closed her eyes as Ye Feimo slowly approached; her hand remained cold and without any warmth, which affected Ye Feimo emotionally.

"Warming..." Ye Feimo knew she was awake and called out to her, but there was no response from Warming. Her face was expressionless and her eyes were closed. The room was quiet enough that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Ye Feimo brushed away the strands of hair on her cheek; pain filled his eyes. He knew that a thorn remained in Warming’s heart, different from Fang Liucheng’s situation. Their relationship wasn’t considered dating since it was one-sided love from Warming towards Fang Liucheng who loved her but suppressed his feelings due to hatred. Even so, she still felt distressed; how much more would she feel about what happened between him and Han Bi.

"What else do I need to do..." In the darkness, Ye Feimo’s voice sounded melancholic. Warming's heart ached, she couldn’t bear seeing Ye Feimo sad but she herself was also suffering...

"No one is forcing you to do anything, just let me have a moment of peace," Warmth opened her eyes and looked at Ye Nimo with a troubled expression. "Warmth, can really pretend nothing happened after you take some time to calm down Can you ignore all the arguments we had about this issue Can there be no cracks in our relationship because of this"

Warmth sat up from the bed and gave a cold laugh, "Ye Nimo, are you calling me petty for always finding fault with you over this matter Do I want to act like this My husband's ex-girlfriend constantly taunts me. One moment she says that the watch you wear is one she bought seven years ago and how deeply you miss her; another moment she claims that you designed an evening gown for her, reminiscing about your past love. Then she talks about a child you two had conceived. How am I supposed to feel as a woman hearing all this Should I brush it off by saying these are just things from the past and not care at all If I were so magnanimous, wouldn't that make you angry And then you grab me and ask if I still love you."

Ye Nimo looked silently at her; Warmth was too exhausted to argue further and lay back down. Ye Nimo narrowed his eyes dangerously and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow I’ll have my brother arrange an operation for me."

Warmth froze, opened her eyes wide. Surgery

She sat up immediately, unable to hide her anxiety, "What kind of surgery Are you having stomach problems Where does it hurt You've been fine lately; why are you getting sick now"

Ye Nimo looked straight at her and couldn’t help but smile. Warmth noticed that she had gotten too anxious and saw him laughing, which made her even angrier. She kicked him with her foot, "Laugh all you want! Where do you hurt"

Ye Nimo caught her little toe and hugged her tighter, "I’m asking my brother to arrange a brainwashing operation for me. Would that make you happy"

Warmth was shocked and suddenly furious. She grabbed the pillow next to her and hit him hard on his head. Ye Nimo tried to block it with his hands; Warmth sat on top of his waist, covering his face and beating him.

"Hey, Warmth… Stop stop…"

"I’ll beat you until death!" Without caring for anything else, she kept hitting him. Ye Nimo grabbed her waist with both hands and rolled to the side; they wrestled around on the bed. The position changed, now Ye Nimo was pinning Warmth down.

"Let go of me!" Warmth looked at his hand holding her wrist with narrowed eyes in anger, but he loosened his grip when she said this. She pushed him to roll over again. "You need a new brain, not just a wash."

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He's really crazy, brainwashed Erasing all past memories—how could he even think of such a foolish idea She feels like punching him for coming up with something so ridiculous. Who would treat themselves this way

Moreover, there are hardly any precedents in the medical field for such surgery. When she was at Mo Baicao’s place, she heard stories about his elders' love affairs from Mo Baicao, and he mentioned that his father had brainwashed his mother.

She couldn’t remember anything.

When Warmhearted heard this, her anger flared up. Wasn't this self-torture

No one could bear a life of emptiness; why would he seek such suffering for himself Besides, she didn’t want him to lose his memories either. He had loving parents, friends who cared about him, and so many people loved and cherished him—how could they bear for him to forget

"Then don't be angry anymore."

"Get lost!"

"I'll go get brainwashed tomorrow."

"Go ahead if you dare. As soon as you do, I’ll leave without looking back and remarry; after all, you won’t remember me anyway." Warmhearted said coldly, too lazy to waste words with him in the middle of the night and went to sleep.

Ye Feimo was speechless, his own anger flaring up as well. "So what do you want"

"I don't want anything right now, I just want to sleep quietly. I'm very tired, is that okay" Warm asked each word carefully. Ye Feimo looked at her expressionlessly as they faced off coldly. Warm turned over and closed her eyes, ignoring him.

“Warm, Han Bi and I have already ended, if you want to know about my past with her, I can...”

"I don't want to know." Warm interrupted Ye Feimo’s words. The atmosphere immediately turned silent and awkward; Ye Feimo didn’t know how to continue talking to Warm… He was only relieved that she hadn’t angrily said she wanted to leave him.

“Earlier, I called Han Bi and told her we're married.” Seated in the darkness, Ye Feimo's voice remained calm. “Warm, you are my wife.”

Warm was silent, not responding. The room was quiet; nobody spoke anymore.

Ye Feimo stayed in the bedroom for a while and suddenly stood up, slamming the door as he left with force that shook even the floor. Warm opened her eyes with a sigh and closed them again.

Another sleepless night...

The next day, Warm got up early to make breakfast for Ye Feimo. After Ye Feimo came out of the guest room, she yawned and went back to bed; he frowned slightly as he watched her figure.

"I must have masochistic tendencies," Warm muttered before lying down again to sleep.

Ye Feimo had his breakfast then headed off to work. Warm slept until noon, phoned Zhang Ling and told her she would be preparing lunch for Ye Feimo today instead of bringing food over. She was late getting up, so she didn’t feel like cooking; she just boiled noodles for herself.

Ye Feimo had already brought in the newspaper from outside. Warm casually picked it up to read and found that her relationship with Ye Feimo indeed made the front page of Green Light Headlines. Young Master Two gave Warm an affectionate look as he presented her with a Golden Plum Award.erywhere. Fortunately, the chain stores were widespread globally. He was accustomed to the taste of this bubble tea and driving out to buy it wherever he went. No matter where he traveled, he always s...