The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Gu Juexi rubbed his nose awkwardly. How did he know about it?

“I had the same condition after what happened back then—post-traumatic stress disorder. But I overcame it eventually.”

“Don’t tell me it is hereditary?” asked Ye Yuwei, who then got smacked on her head by Gu Juexi.

“She was too young, in too much pain and fear, and she witnessed death. That was what made her like this. She is going to be alright,” Gu Juexi looked at Ye Yuwei and said, “So try to restrict her less and let her do what she wants.”

Ye Yuwei was speechless at this father who had no principles and got up from the sofa.

Gu Juexi thought what he said was right. His daughter was his most precious treasure, and she would be alright if they let her do what she wanted.

“I am telling you that no one other than you will spoil your daughter like that,” Ye Yuwei walked to the door and said while looking at Gu Juexi.

“I…”

“And you are going to die before she does,” said Ye Yuwei through clenched teeth, “and she will not stay with me forever too. She will get married eventually, and I doubt there will be any men who would love her like you do.”

Gu Juexi turned to look at Ye Yuwei who was standing at the door.

“So, in order to not let your daughter get pushed away, at least let her know what is right and wrong. You might be able to give her a quality life, but you can never tell her how to live her life,” Ye Yuwei said and left the room.

“Your mother is angry, and I probably won’t be able to talk her out of it this time. What should I do?” Gu Juexi mumbled, looking at his asleep daughter.

Yu Yuwei went downstairs to make milk for Xixi. She couldn’t stay downstairs for long, or Xixi might cry again when she woke up and didn’t see her.

“Mother…” Ye Yuwei was stunned to see Wen Jie who came to her from the living room.

“What’s wrong? I heard you and Juexi quarrelling,” Wen Jie looked at Ye Yuwei who poured hot water into the milk bottle then added milk powder.

“Nothing. Gu Juexi is pampering Xixi too much, and I am worried she will be spoiled,” Ye Yuwei shook the milk well then tested its temperature as she answered Wen Jie.

“She won’t be,” Wen Jie reached out to hold Ye Yuwei’s arm and said, “Xixi may be young, but she is sensible, so don’t worry.”

Ye Yuwei nodded and let out another sigh.

“It is normal for parents to have different views about how to raise a child, so there is no need to fight over things like this.”

Ye Yuwei noticed too that every fight between Gu Juexi and her was always about their kids. Maybe she should just be happy that they were finally living the life of a normal married couple, though things had not been easy recently.

“Don’t worry, it was me who was being hot-tempered. I can feel myself getting more hot-tempered ever since Gu Juexi mellowed down,” Ye Yuwei sighed. After all, the old her would never have had the guts to fight with Gu Juexi.

“Lovers’ quarrels are easily solved. That is how a healthy relationship should be,” said Wen Jie smilingly, “Go now, before Xixi starts crying when she doesn’t see you.”

Ye Yuwei nodded and went upstairs with the milk bottle.

Meanwhile, Gu Juexi was still sitting at the side of the bed and watching his precious little girl. His daughter must be the cutest girl in the world.

Ye Yuwei entered the room and passed Gu Juexi the milk bottle.

Gu Juexi raised his brows and took the milk bottle, then carefully carried Xixi, who was still asleep, and started feeding her. The little girl could hold the milk bottle and drink from it even in her sleep.