Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

“That’s why I say: I am truly grateful to you! In order to repay you, I will definitely properly not break up with Ji Ziming!”

Her words were like thunder as they struck Qiao Jingyun’s heart.

She did not know how ugly her expression was at this moment when, in fact, it had become ugly from rage.

“Fine. Up to you.”

She took a deep breath and then smiled, though it was exceptionally awkward.

Rather than a smile, it looked more like a face spasm.

Pei Ge’s smile turned even wider and brighter at this.

“Yes, no problem! Rest assured; I’ll definitely tightly clutch on to Ji Ziming.”

Qiao Jingyun, who could not bear looking at her smile, finally stopped her act and decided to destroy all sense of cordiality with the latter.

In any case, the stage she had laid out was about ready.

Bringing forward her plans would not make a difference to her overall scheme.

As she thought of this, her expression slowly returned to normal.

“Fine. We shall see, then.”

She put on an arrogant smile again before leaving the ward confidently just like when she entered it earlier.

After she left, unbeknown to her, Pei Ge’s bright smile instantly vanished. She seemed to have lost her soul as she listlessly sat down in her chair, unable to summon any energy in her body.

All she could think of was—

‘Do you think your love is mutual? You’re overestimating yourself! You are merely my shield!

‘If you don’t believe me, you can check if your marriage certificate is fake…

‘Do you think he truly wants to marry you? Stop dreaming…’

“Fake… fake… Are all those… truly fake…”

Her expression was half-smiling and half-crying as she kept muttering something that no one could hear clearly to herself.

If anyone were to walk in now, they would probably be scared by her look.

That was because… it was truly frightening!

“Ha ha… Are all the things that we’ve shared truly fake… Ha ha!”

She suddenly laughed out loud, but as she did, clear and bright tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Everything is a lie… Ji Ziming, are all we have lies… Is our relationship a lie and is our marriage certificate not true, too…” She repeated this to herself as she stared blankly into space. Eventually, she looked at her mother.

“Mom, did you hear that… Do you think I should still trust him?”

She got up from the chair and squatted beside her mother’s bed.

“You told me before that I should trust the person I love, but now, I truly can’t bring myself to trust him…” As she continued speaking, she buried her face in her mother’s palm. “Mom, I’m truly very tired. Why is everything coming to me at once? Clearly, I should be a happy bride right now…”

I am truly very tired…

Whatever hate or revenge… I don’t want any of it anymore because it’s really tiring…

She squatted on the floor and leaned on her mother’s arm. After crying for a while, she raised her head again.

She raised her arms to wipe her tears.

“Mom, I’ve decided to give him one last chance. If our marriage certificate is real, then I’ll believe him. If… it is fake, then…” At the end, she choked on her tears. “T-Then…” I’ll break off everything with him cleanly and we’ll no longer have any relation.

However, she could not voice this out no matter how hard she tried.

She sucked in a deep breath to calm herself.

Even if she did not speak this aloud, she could still do it!

She was not such a cheap person!

She was not lacking in love that, even when she knew that everything was a lie, she could continue being with him happily.

Despite the knowledge that Qiao Jingyun’s words could not be trusted fully, she knew that she was not lying about one issue at least.

The woman was truly pregnant, and the child was likely Ji Ziming’s…

She wiped her tears clean and then went to the adjacent washroom to rinse her face with cold water.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she encouraged herself with a smile and left the ward.

After calling the nurse back to the ward to take care of her mother, she then took a taxi home.

When she got home, she did not waste time and went straight to her room.

As she knew where she kept the marriage certificate, she managed to find it easily.

The moment it was in her hands, her heart started to be in turmoil again.

Flipping open their marriage certificate, she looked at their photo and pursed her lips tightly together.

Clearly… everything looks so real… How could it all be fake…

She stared at the marriage certificate for a while as she prepared her heart. After putting it into her bag, she left home again.

Without any hesitation, she got in a taxi and headed to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Along the way, the driver looked at her curiously as she was going to the bureau by herself.

Still, her cold aura prevented him from posing any questions.

The car soon reached the bureau.

She got out of the cab, and seeing the numerous couples there to register their marriage, she could not help but recall the last time she had come here with the man…

The image was so clear in her mind as though it had happened just the other day.

“Ziming… please. Please let this marriage certificate… be real… Please, please don’t be fake…”