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I made a request to Han Weiting; I didn't want to see Guo Liancheng anymore. The next day, I saw Guo Liancheng packing her suitcase, crying as she prepared to leave. I couldn't help but start to doubt Han Weiting's intentions. I didn't understand why he would listen to me so readily, especially since Guo Liancheng was his first love.
I decided to ask Han Weiting directly. After hearing my question, he simply squinted his eyes, raised his hand to ruffle my hair, and ambiguously said, "You are never anyone's substitute." I felt like he was playing with me; he was unwilling to tell me the truth, leaving me in the dark.
To ease the tense atmosphere, I tried to use humor: "Hey, Han Weiting, are you afraid I'll bully Guo Liancheng if you don't let me see her?" Han Weiting looked at me, somewhat amused and exasperated: "You bully her? You can barely walk without someone supporting you; how could you bully her?"
I stood up defiantly and patted my chest: "Don't underestimate me; I'm not that fragile girl." Han Weiting looked at me, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he teased, "Oh really? Then prove it to me." I was momentarily taken aback but quickly reacted by rushing at him to hit him, only for him to easily dodge.
He laughed and said, "See? I told you, you can't even hit me now." I stomped my feet in frustration, but inside I felt an inexplicable sweetness.
During this time, my appetite had been poor, and that morning I even threw up. I realized that it might be because my period hadn't come in a long time. Suddenly, it struck me that I might be pregnant. Panic and shock washed over me; for a moment, I felt powerless. I knew that the fate of this child was not something I could decide.
Han Weiting started coming home earlier and earlier. Every time he got home, he wanted to hug me. Looking at his profile, sometimes I would wonder if this was still the same Han Weiting. He had changed, but I didn't understand why he had become this way.
That night, he received a call from a friend who wanted to invite him out for a card game. Without a second thought, Han Weiting refused: "No thanks, I'm staying with my wife."
I heard a series of sighs on the other end of the phone, mixed with a few disdainful remarks: "I never expected that the dignified Manager Han would turn out to be a coward afraid of his wife."
"Yeah, I thought Manager Han was a breath of fresh air among us, but it seems he can't escape the fate of being 'controlled by his wife'."
Listening to their teasing made me feel uncomfortable.
In their eyes, I was just a neurotic and dramatic woman.
That night, I had a nightmare about high school, where Manager Han brought a group of people to mock my grades, throwing the test papers in my face.
" Lin Nuannuan, how could you even have the nerve to submit such poor grades?"
"You're worthless; what are you even doing alive?"
"You don't deserve to live!"
In the dream, Manager Han's face was twisted in rage; I couldn't see his features clearly, but his voice was like that of a hellish demon, sending chills down my spine.
I woke up in fright, sitting on top of Manager Han and gripping his neck.
In the darkness, I murmured, " Manager Han, it was you who brought me here; it was you who led me into hell."
My voice was filled with anger and despair, but it wouldn't truly harm him.
Han Xiaotian suddenly came to my house, which made me very uncomfortable.
Even though we hadn't seen each other for years, I still feared her.
She was Manager Han's sister and had helped me when he bullied me.
However, it was only for a few days.
Later on, she also joined in on bullying me.
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