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Chapter 105: One House Is Not Missing



Chapter 105: One House Is Not Missing

It was three days later that Wan Zhou saw Mrs. Wang again in Yijin Pavilion.

Mrs. Wang only brought her nanny with her, and this time she came half an hour before lunch.

Wan Zhou was playing with the cat to pass the time when she heard that Mrs. Wang had arrived. She went to the door to greet her in person.

She did not ask Mrs. Wang why she came, but asked someone to pass on her polite words. She welcomed Mrs. Wang into the house and asked Bai Lu to serve hot tea.

Apart from the greeting, she didn't say a single extra word.

She was waiting, waiting for Mrs. Wang to speak.

Mrs. Wang took a symbolic sip of tea and looked at Wan Zhou, her expression softer than ever.

"Wanzhou, to be honest, I didn't believe the divorce agreement you signed when I first saw it. But when you mentioned it yourself in Juxian Building that day, I couldn't help but believe it. I'm just very confused, you..."

"Mother-in-law, are you trying to ask me why I went through so much trouble to marry into this family, and now I want to divorce?" Wan Zhou took the initiative to speak when she saw Mrs. Wang was hesitant.

Mrs. Wang moved the corners of her lips slightly, indicating that this was indeed what she meant.

"If I have to give a reason, it's that the Duke's Mansion is different from what I imagined. It wasn't until I arrived here that I realized this is not the place I want to live forever."

Mrs. Wang didn't like what Wan Zhou said. She frowned slightly and thought: He is so ungrateful that he looks down on the Duke's Mansion.

But Mrs. Wang would not get entangled with Wanzhou over trivial matters at this time. She put the teacup on the table, adopted the standard posture of a duke's wife, leaned forward slightly, and looked directly at Wanzhou.

"So, you have decided to divorce?"

"Yes." Wan Zhou answered simply.

At the same time, an answer was about to emerge in my mind.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang withdrew her body from leaning forward and her gaze. She thought for a moment and then looked at Wan Zhou again.

"After I personally visited Yijin Pavilion the other day, I felt really bad. It was really unfair for you to live here. If you really don't want to move back to Langyi Courtyard, I was thinking that instead of detaining you here, it would be better to set you free earlier. What do you think?"

Mrs. Wang’s intention was already very clear, and it was consistent with Wan Zhou’s answer that was about to come out.

She pursed her lips and smiled: "I'll follow Madam's arrangements."

She no longer called Mrs. Wang "mother-in-law".

Mrs. Wang naturally heard it, and immediately understood that Wan Zhou wanted to draw a line between them. Then, she realized that Wan Zhou might have known the purpose of her visit.

She was a little embarrassed to speak, but she didn't expect Wan Zhou to say anything extra. She was happy. But Madam Wang was used to being flattered and fawned over, and Wan Zhou's cold attitude, as if he looked down on the Duke's Mansion, her as the Duke's wife, and his dazzling son, made her feel uncomfortable.

She is the wife of the Duke, and in the past she has always oppressed others with her aura. But now in front of Wan Zhou, she feels weak and unable to exert her aura.

Wan Zhou's attitude was too cold, which was very different from her usual fawning and flattering attitude. It was the first time that she felt ignored and ignored.

She felt particularly depressed and didn't say anything polite. She took the divorce agreement signed by Wan Zhou and Ji Nanzheng the day after their wedding from Yu Ma and handed it to Wan Zhou.

"I'll give it to you first. You are free now, and you can decide when to leave. But I hope you can keep it a secret for now. It won't be too late to announce it after Zheng'er comes back and asks the emperor for permission."

Wan Zhou took the divorce letter and replied, "I know."

If she hadn't considered that it was an appointed marriage, she wouldn't have stayed until now. But now she no longer waits for Ji Nanzheng to find the emperor, she will create another opportunity to meet the emperor.

Personally ask the emperor to issue an order for divorce.

Seeing Wan Zhou still indifferent and without any emotion, the divorce letter seemed to fail to stir up any waves in her heart. Mrs. Wang felt as if something was weighing on her heart, and felt inexplicably gloomy and uncomfortable.

I really want to leave quickly.

But the matter is not over yet, and what needs to be explained still needs to be explained.

"Wanzhou, it's not a good choice for a divorced woman to go back to her parents' home, especially since your mother is your stepmother. I have someone clean up a house in the south of the city and give it to you. You just need to pack some valuables and go there."

"No need." Wan Zhou declined Mrs. Wang's offer: "I won't go back to my parents' home either. I have somewhere to go."

She had finally left the Duke's Mansion, and she didn't want to have anything to do with it again.

She doesn't need that house.

Mrs. Wang gave the house to Wan Zhou out of compensation, but Wan Zhou refused again, which made her feel even more upset.

After taking a deep breath, Madam Wang said her final farewell words: "You and I have been mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for a long time. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me. I will not ignore you."

"Thank you, ma'am." Wan Zhou said indifferently as he sent Madam Wang away from Yijin Pavilion.

Even if Mrs. Wang was only thinking about herself, and even if her behavior of driving her daughter-in-law out even though she knew she was pregnant was despicable, Wan Zhou didn't care.

Firstly, Mrs. Wang was not hers, and she had no expectations of her. Secondly, Mrs. Wang respected life and did not touch the child, and this was indeed the freedom she wanted.

We all get what we want, so why blame and find fault with each other? Living your own life well is more important than anything else.

After Mrs. Wang left, Wanzhou stood in the yard, looking up at the gloomy sky, feeling heavy in his heart.

Finally she could leave the Duke's Mansion, she should be happy. But she was no longer alone, she had to be a mother, she didn't know how to be a good mother, she didn't know whether what she was doing was right or wrong.

Yes, she was going to have the baby.

Ever since her menstrual period became abnormal, she hoped it was a misunderstanding, but she never thought about losing the child.

Even though she was not prepared, and even though having a child would mean she could no longer live the life she had imagined before, she never thought about giving up the child.

But in fact, she is confused about the future of having children.

It's not that she was worried about not being able to raise the child, she had money and could give the child a good life. What she was worried about was that the child would be without a father, just like she was without a mother, lacking love in her heart and her life would always be incomplete.

"Miss?" Bai Lu saw Wan Zhou was cold and thought she was sad, so she called out in pain.

"Come in. Pack up what needs to be packed. We will move in the next two days." Wan Zhou ordered.

Although he felt melancholy, Wan Zhou was still happy at the thought of leaving the Duke's Mansion.

"Meow..." Xue'er ran out at some point, squatted at Wanzhou's feet, and scratched her with her claws.

Xueer is a girl, very clingy and likes to be hugged. She makes this action because she wants to be close to people.

Wan Zhou squatted down, gently stroked Xue'er's hair and said, "You want to hug me, right? But I can't hug you."

Xue'er seemed to understand. She laid her feet on Wanzhou's knees, looked at her innocently with her cat eyes, and made a clingy "meow".

Bai Lu watched Xue'er's flattering look from the side, and thought of Ji Nanzheng. She felt sad and asked, "Miss, are we taking Xue'er with us when we leave?"


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