After the Divorce My Ex Wife’s Nemesis Sets Her Sights on Me - Chapter 1:

Chapter 1: Calling Another Man’s Name in the Midst of Passion?

The spring chamber was warm, and the fragrant quilt whispered softly.

The room was dimly lit, and an increasingly intimate atmosphere filled the air.

Qin Chuan gazed at Su Qinghuan in his arms, his eyes brimming with love. Three years of marriage had yielded only a handful of moments like this. Qin Chuan cherished it deeply.

Su Qinghuan seemed slightly intoxicated. Her eyes were misty, her red lips parted faintly, and she murmured unconsciously, “Mm… Yunshen…”

Qin Chuan’s heartbeat froze abruptly. It felt as though a knife had pierced straight through his chest, nearly suffocating him.

That name again?

After three years, Su Qinghuan still had not forgotten Gu Yunshen?

“Yunshen, I miss you so much…”

Her eyes were unfocused as she confessed instinctively. Ever since Gu Yunshen left five years ago, she had thought of him every single day.

Listening to her intermittent murmurs and gazing at her flushed face, Qin Chuan suddenly felt utterly exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

All his passion vanished in that instant, leaving behind nothing but desolation.

He slowly got out of bed and lit a cigarette. As the ember flickered in the darkness, bitterness spread through his heart. A suffocating surge of resentment clogged his chest, impossible to release.

Gu Yunshen was Su Qinghuan’s childhood sweetheart and first love.

Five years ago, Su Qinghuan’s company had been on the brink of bankruptcy. After a car accident left both her legs shattered, Gu Yunshen broke up with her and went abroad.

It was Qin Chuan who accompanied the despairing Su Qinghuan step by step out of the abyss.

The greatest love in this world was Qinghuan.

He loved Su Qinghuan desperately.

He exhausted every scheme to revive her failing company.

He also employed every possible means to heal her legs.

Even if a woman’s heart were as unyielding as stone hardened over a thousand years, it should have melted by now.

Yet after three full years, she still could not forget Gu Yunshen.

Calling his name in her dreams or when drunk was one thing.

But now she was calling Gu Yunshen’s name even in the midst of intimacy?

What did she take him for? A cuckold?

On the bed, Su Qinghuan finally regained her senses. Watching the man exhale smoke, her eyes gradually cleared.

“Achuan… it was just a bit of fun. You’re a grown man. Can’t you show a little grace?”

She sounded dissatisfied. She had merely called the wrong name. Was it really worth such anger? How absurd.

“Continue. I’m not done yet.”

Her voice was cold, laced with aloofness and arrogance.

Qin Chuan felt an indescribable ache in his heart. Fun? Calling another man’s name was fun?

Fun my ass.

For Su Qinghuan, he had given up everything and stood by her through her darkest days.

Yet the one she yearned for was still someone else.

Seeing that he did not respond, irritation flashed across Su Qinghuan’s eyes. She propped herself up as the silk blanket slipped from her body, revealing swathes of fair skin. She lunged forward, pressing her burning red lips against him.

There was only desire. No love.

Qin Chuan avoided her. “Take care of it yourself.”

He rose and left. At that moment, he felt nothing but disgust.

“Qin Chuan, get back here!”

“If you walk out tonight, don’t ever think about returning to the master bedroom!”

However, Qin Chuan did not look back.

Staring at the empty room, Su Qinghuan felt dizzy with anger, flames of fury dancing in her eyes.

“You damn man. What are you acting so arrogant for?”

Pillows, her phone, and clothes were hurled in every direction.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative, and Qin Chuan dared to refuse her? He was becoming increasingly unruly.

Still, she could tell that Qin Chuan was jealous.

A teasing glint flickered in her eyes, and after a long while, she sighed softly.

Tomorrow was the day Gu Yunshen returned to the country.

Should she go to pick him up?

Five whole years. More than 1,800 days and nights…

…

In another room, Qin Chuan sat in a daze, overwhelmed by indescribable bitterness.

No matter how much he had done, he could never compare to that unforgettable first love who had betrayed her.

Gu Yunshen had not even appeared, yet he had already lost.

Looking at the framed photograph by the bedside, Su Qinghuan smiled faintly. Qin Chuan found it deeply ironic.

When there is love, even water is enough to sustain life. Without love, hatred runs as deep as the sea. Perhaps in Su Qinghuan’s heart, there had always been only one person: Gu Yunshen.

How pathetic.

Qin Chuan, how pathetically you have lived.

Some things, the longer they are suppressed, the more violently they erupt.

Such as trampled dignity.

Such as the beast lurking within.

Such as the love he had buried in his heart, long since rotted into decay.

The night deepened, and exhaustion overcame him. Only at early dawn did he finally fall into a heavy sleep.

Love? To hell with it!

The next afternoon, Qin Chuan slowly woke up.

Su Qinghuan had already left.

She was a powerful career woman, overwhelmed with countless responsibilities.

Today marked their third wedding anniversary. It should be celebrated, and it was also the day he had decided to lay everything bare.

By evening, the dining table was filled with carefully prepared dishes. Candlelight flickered, and the red wine had been perfectly decanted.

All that remained was Su Qinghuan’s return.

Whether they separated or reconciled, there had to be a conclusion.

Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, Qin Chuan gazed at the enchanting nightscape of Tianhai City, his expression dark and unreadable.

It was late into the night, yet Su Qinghuan had not returned. Who knew what she was doing? Perhaps she had not even noticed that today was a special day.

“Sir, it’s ten o’clock. The dishes have gone cold. Shall I reheat them for you?”

The housekeeper, Aunt Wang, asked softly. Deep within her eyes lingered a trace of pity.

The master had waited for three hours. She had waited for three hours as well, yet the mistress had not come home.

It was obvious she had stood him up.

Poor Mr. Qin.

Qin Chuan froze slightly. Was it already ten o’clock?

It seemed Su Qinghuan would not be returning tonight. On their wedding anniversary, she had chosen to stay out all night, still so confident and fearless.

He picked up the wine bottle and drained it in one gulp.

The burning liquor exploded in his chest, leaving him slightly intoxicated.

Subconsciously, he opened Su Qinghuan’s social media. She rarely posted updates, yet today she had done so unexpectedly.

A photo and a caption.

In the picture, a man and a woman intertwined their fingers and raised their glasses in a toast.

Most eye-catching were the matching couple rings on their ring fingers.

Under the light, they sparkled brilliantly, as if proclaiming unwavering love.

The caption was simple: After going in circles, you are still you, and I am still me.

Countless people had liked and commented below, offering blessings. The sight was painfully dazzling.

Qin Chuan’s gaze turned icy. It felt as though his heart had been seized in a ruthless grip, making it difficult to breathe. He could not tell whether he felt anger or sorrow.

No wonder she had called Gu Yunshen’s name.

Gu Yunshen had returned.

Even her wedding ring had been replaced. How efficient.

But what was the meaning of this post?

Was she flaunting her love at the first opportunity, or provoking him, her husband?

With a bitter smile, he casually tapped the like button.

He drank another half bottle of strong liquor, relishing the burning sensation.

It was an unprecedented sense of relief.

So be it. Once freed from this marriage, he would regain his freedom.

Then he would have more time and energy to uncover the truth behind his mother’s disappearance.

Exiting the social media app, he dialed a number.

The call connected, and a startled voice came from the other end.

“Young Prince? You finally called! The Prince has been waiting for you for five years!”

The voice trembled with excitement.

Qin Chuan’s eyes were unfocused. “He hasn’t died after five years? Heaven must be blind.”

The voice on the other end remained cheerful. “Haha, what are you saying, Young Prince? The Prince will live a long and prosperous life!”

After a moment of silence, Qin Chuan said, “Prepare a residence for me in Tianhai. I’ll be staying there in a few days.”

“Yes! Young Prince, when will you return? The Prince talks about you every day. He wants you to inherit the family estate!”

Qin Chuan frowned slightly. “I’m not interested.”

The voice on the other end sighed for a long time. “Young Prince, the Prince said Su Qinghuan is not worthy of you. He has already arranged another match for you.”

“She will dazzle the world.”