Sir, How About A Marriage novel Chapter 322

Liang Zhou straightened her back and turned around to look at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen stood at the side with his arms crossed. He raised his chin slightly, indicating for her to continue looking.

Liang Zhou’s breathing quickened as she lowered her head to look through the binoculars again. She wanted to verify that the man in the opposite villa was truly her husband, Mu Qing.

At this moment, Gao Wen saw a woman in Mu Qing’s arms. The moan held a small teacup in her hands as she snuggled close to Mu Qing. Then, the woman turned her head slightly and kissed Mu Qing. Although Mu Qing did not take the initiative, he did not avoid the woman’s touch either. He allowed the woman to kiss him and snuggle up against him like she owned him.

Liang Zhou felt as though her heart was going to explode. She stumbled back as she grasped the clothes in front of her chest. She felt like she could breathe at this moment and had no choice but to lean against the wall for support. However, all her strength seemed to have left her body at this moment as she slid limply down the wall and sat on the ground. She curled up as though this was the only to alleviate the crushing pain in her heart. Unfortunately, the pain did not ease at all. She panted heavily like a fish brought onto land.

‘How’s this possible? No, how can this be? He lied to me! He’s cheating on me with another woman!’

Liang Zhou’s heart at this moment was as cold as the floor she sat on.

Meanwhile, Mu Chen looked at the woman sitting on the floor indifferently.

In the past, she had told herself countless times that she was not wrong. She had only followed her heart and pursued true love. How could true love be wrong? Even if she had gotten Mu Qing at the cost of her sister’s life, she told herself she was not wrong. She was not wrong because she and Mu Qing were truly in love.

All those years, she had lived a happy life with Mu Qing abroad. Although Mu Qing grew indifferent and cold, she thought it was normal. After all, as time passed, couples would lose the initial excitement as they returned to their daily lives. It was fine as long as they loved each other. She did not need grand proclamations of love. Their love was simple and true. This was her definition of love.

Deep in the depths of her heart, she knew her happiness was stolen from her sister. Her happiness was built upon her sister’s death. For this reason, she did not dare to act ostentatiously and she did not dare to ask for more. She lived her life treading on eggshells, too afraid to breathe loudly.. lightnoveldaily.com