My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

“You’re the one who’s sick! I saw it with my own eyes, in the hospital when my granny’s life was hanging by a thread, you were hugging and cuddling with Lan Yuyi!”

Unable to hold back any longer, Qiao Yin raked up past grudges, her eyes welled up with tears, “I know you like her, I know you’ve always wanted to divorce me, but you didn’t have to humiliate me publicly in that situation! Couldn’t you hug her in private?!”

Lu Lingche was taken aback. He didn’t expect, that even after ten days had passed, she would still remember that moment when Lan Yuyi had hugged him.

He had long since forgotten it.

He originally didn’t want to explain it to her because he never felt the need to explain his actions to anyone.

However, he still dreams every day of Qiao Yin being kidnapped and killed.

As time passes, instead of becoming immune to the dream due to familiarity, every time she is killed in it, his heart aches more and more.

He knows he doesn’t want Qiao Yin to die, he is even afraid of her death, which is why he is stuck in recursive dreams, unable to escape.

He grasped her wrist, pulling her closer to him.

Feeling her warm breath and the warmth of her skin, he sighed softly, “I didn’t hug her, and I didn’t mean to humiliate you in public. She was tripping, and I merely held her arm. Am I really that inhuman in your eyes?”

“You are inhuman, is there any doubt about that?”

Looking at her estranged gaze, Lu Lingche couldn’t help but tighten his grip, “Knowing I’m not a human, why don’t you tell your sister to keep her distance, do you hear me clearly?”

Qiao Yin’s wrist ached so much she couldn’t help but try to break his grip: “Let me go! You’re hurting me!”

Lu Lingche reluctantly loosened his grip a bit.

The two of them remained silent for a while, and the sound-controlled light in the hallway went out, plunging them into darkness.

With Qiao Yin so close to Lu Lingche, she could smell the faint woody scent of his cologne.

She identified this distinctive woody scent right away— he had used the soap she made to take up a shower.

Didn’t he always use a specific brand of shower gel?

Why would he be willing to use the soap she made?

As she was pondering, she heard his deep, melancholic voice next to her: “Qiao Yin.”

At the sound of her name, Qiao Yin’s heart fluttered.

“What is it?”

“Thank you.”

Qiao Yin was puzzled: “Thank me for what?” Didn’t he just call her sick?

“Thank you for still being alive.”

Qiao Yin was even more perplexed, his bizarre remark out of nowhere left her baffled.

How ridiculous, of course, she was alive, otherwise, would he be holding a ghost’s hand?

Lu Lingche knew she was confused, yet he did not offer any explanation.

He held her hand, unwilling to let go.

For some reason, sensing her body heat and hearing her speak made him feel calm.

Then suddenly, the door next to them was opened, and the sound-controlled light came on again.

A soft voice rang out, “Cousin, brother-in-law, why are you guys out here?”

Upon hearing the voice, Qiao Yin turned to look, only to see Qiao Lainan standing there, her eyes practically glued to Lu Lingche’s face.

But Lu Lingche didn’t turn his head.

As if he had heard nothing, he leaned in and gave Qiao Yin a quick peck on her cheek.

Qiao Yin never expected him to kiss her, like being struck by electricity, she jerked her hand free of his and stepped back.

Lu Lingche was, on the contrary, quite pleased with her reaction. He gave a faint smile and started walking downstairs, “I’ll be in the car. Bring grandma down in a bit.”

He did not care for Qiao Lainan’s gaze.

Watching his retreating figure, Qiao Yin aggressively wiped her cheek and muttered, “He’s insane…”

He must have kissed her on purpose, putting on a show for Qiao Lainan’s sake to deter Lainan.

“Cousin.”

Qiao Lainan clenched her hands, “Brother-in-law…. Didn’t he say you two are getting a divorce? Why was he kissing you then!”