Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She turned her head, but when she saw the huge wedding photo that was still hanging on the wall, her heart turned cold suddenly. Xia Yixuan was smiling so perfectly, so effortlessly.

“Sister, he loved me, he hated you.”

Xia Ruoxin tasted a faint bitter understanding on her lips. She knew that.

“Sister, are you still hoping that he would love you?”

Xia Ruoxin’s heart jolted. She stood up. Yes, she was hoping. Every action he made—every ounce of goodwill he expressed—made the love she had given up on revive again.

The love she felt for this man was unexpectedly deep.

There was a knock on the door, and she hurried forward, thinking it was Chu Lui. Then again, she had forgotten that Chu Lui had no need to knock the door when he entered the room.

“Chu…”

The moment she opened the door, her face changed instantly from anticipation to disappointment.

It wasn’t him.

“Ah, Mrs. Chu. I’m sorry for bothering you.” Xiao Hong placed her hand on her head sheepishly.

“Mhm, it’s okay.” Xia Ruoxin shook her head and tried her best to force her lips back into a smile, but she realized it took too much effort.

“Mrs. Chu, I actually have something to tell you.” She smiled again. She was really an innocent kid. She did not even notice the obvious disappointment on Xia Ruoxin’s face.

“Mister called just now to say that he might not be able to come back home tonight. You can have dinner on your own.”

Xiao Hong finished, waiting for Xia Ruoxin’s reply. Xia Ruoxin smiled suddenly, her smile full of bitterness.

“Mhm, I know.” It was a simple ‘I know’, but it was filled with disappointment beyond words.

He was not coming back.

He was really not coming back.

He broke his promise.

She sat back at the side of the bed. She placed her hand on her cheeks, trying hard to maintain the smile on her face. It was not a smile to show others, but she had to at least show it to herself.

It was okay. She shook her head lightly, mocking herself. It was not the first time anyway. She should be used to it. When she thought of this, her face darkened immediately. She really wanted to go. She had been looking forward to it the whole day and prepared for it the whole day. No one could see her disappointment, but it was apparent to her.

She kept waiting foolishly. She looked at everything outside, opened and closed her eyes. However, her eyes still contained that person’s silhouette until some light finally disappeared under her eyes.

The door opened again, and she continued her actions until she smelled a strange scent of flowers in the air. She lowered her head to see a prettily wrapped bouquet of Chinese bellflowers.

“Were you waiting for me?” Chu Lui stood in front of her like a god. He was an extremely honorable man: clad in a tuxedo, his face cold and expressionless, a pricey watch on his wrist—all while holding a bouquet of flowers. It was a little silly, actually. He had sent women flowers before, but it was all sent by his secretary. This was the first time he held a bouquet of flowers. It was unbelievable even to him.

He, CEO of the Chu Group, personally went to the florist to get a bouquet of flowers.

“Why… are you…?” Xia Ruoxin felt like she was being suffocated by the flower fragrance and did not know where to put her hands suddenly.

“I thought you said you weren’t coming back today?”

She lowered her head again, staring at the bouquet of flowers in his hand. Were they for her… or for someone else?

It should be for her, right?