Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 353: It’s Alright, I Understand

Chapter 353: Chapter 353: It’s Alright, I Understand

This was a relationship fraught with adversity from the start, with so many issues wedged between them. How could she now believe that such a perfect man could fancy an ugly woman like herself?

Even without self-loathing, she still felt sad.

Today, Fu Han could choose to wear bandages on her face or not; the doctor said it was up to her.

After much consideration, Fu Han decided not to wrap her face in bandages. Call her cynical if you will, but she wanted to test He Xing, to see his reaction when he saw her disfigured face.

But she waited a good while and He Xing didn’t wake up. Bored, she got up to grab a book from the cabinet near the door.

Just as she was about to take a book, someone passed by the door. Seeing Fu Han, they exclaimed in surprise, "Fu Han, what... what happened to your face?"

It was Bai Wei speaking, always blunt. Caught off guard, she hadn’t thought to soften her words, and she immediately regretted her outburst, hurriedly explaining, "Fu Han, I... I didn’t mean that, I was just... I was just shocked."

Fu Han’s heart ached, but she managed to stay calm, speaking as gently as she could, "It’s okay, the doctor said it’s normal."

"But..." Bai Wei opened her mouth wanting to say more, but struggled to find the right words.

Luckily, Fu Han wasn’t expecting an answer from Bai Wei. She felt as if a flash of light passed behind her and suddenly sensed two pairs of eyes on her. She slowly turned around.

As she’d expected, He Xing had indeed woken up. Because she really wanted to catch his response to her face, she steadily observed He Xing, not missing any of his expressions.

The moment Fu Han turned around, He Xing’s pupils dilated sharply, his face betraying an unstoppable shock. Seconds later, his usual gentle smile returned, but despite his efforts to hide it, the profound sorrow in his eyes was unmistakable.

Fu Han’s heart sank bit by bit, as if into an abyss, plummeting endlessly to a bottom that seemed will never arrive.

In her mind, she scoffed cynically at herself: In the end, it’s because I have too much confidence in myself. How many people in this world truly don’t care about appearances? Perhaps not even one.

Meanwhile, Bai Wei had burst into the ward, berating He Xing, "He Xing, look at the mess Xia Ning has made! After they treated Fu Han like this, you still think of protecting them? Tell me, is this fair?"

The already pale-faced He Xing turned even whiter, saying irritably, "I’m not protecting them!"

"You’re not?" Bai Wei’s eyes widened, anger barely contained, "Don’t think I don’t know. You say nice things, but if we really take Xia Cheng and Xia Ning to court, would you side with us or them?"

"I... of course I’d side with you," He Xing replied promptly, but his words betrayed his uncertainty.

Bai Wei laughed scornfully, "He Xing, admit it, with that life-saving favor looming, you’ll never truly stand against the Xia Family. It’s not just me thinking so—Luo Qinghe also feels Fu Han is too aggrieved by being with you."

He Xing’s face turned utterly cold, the temperature in the room seemed to drop with it, a fall day turning to deep midwinter.

Although Fu Han knew the chill emitting from He Xing wasn’t directed at her, she still felt goosebumps all over her arms.

Bai Wei, the prime target of He Xing’s overpowering presence, reacted more intensely. Her face, once red with rage, was now deathly pale, her lips void of any color.

She stepped back repeatedly, stuttering, "He Xing, what are you going to do? What, are you angry because I’m telling the truth and going to hit someone?"

He Xing huffed and looked away, "I have no interest in hitting you, but if you don’t leave quietly, I wouldn’t mind throwing you out."

"You..." Bai Wei pointed at He Xing, full of rage but helpless. She wasn’t afraid of her own parents, yet she feared this brother a few years her senior; indeed, He Xing’s authority was overwhelming.

Bai Wei had already left the ward when she suddenly popped her head back in, looking at Fu Han, "Fu Han, if He Xing dares to do anything to you, make sure to shout. I’ll come running immediately."

Fu Han was already in a foul mood, but this comment made her chuckle, "Alright, I got it. You go back first."

He Xing used to love seeing Fu Han laugh; her smile would light up the entire sky. But now, her smile was nothing but agony for him.

The asymmetry of Fu Han’s face was subtle, with the left side merely one centimeter higher than the right. Usually, it could be overlooked if not scrutinized closely, but when she smiled, the asymmetry became stark, as if two mismatched halves were cobbled together, creating a particularly eerie visage.

Realizing that he found Fu Han’s appearance unsettling pained He Xing even more. He hurried over, arms outstretched, trying to envelop her in an embrace like he always did, "Xiaohan, don’t worry..."

But the moment his arm touched Fu Han, she dodged like she’d been shocked, and walked away towards her own bed, seeking escape. Indeed, since witnessing He Xing’s reaction, she was overwhelmed with shame and wished to bury herself in the ground.

"Xiaohan, don’t go," He Xing said, following her with urgency, "Xiaohan, are you blaming me too? Do you also think I would side with Xia Cheng and Xia Ning?"

Looking at He Xing blocking her path with open arms, Fu Han’s expression chilled as she voiced the questions weighing on her heart, "Then let me ask you, if the Xia Family hadn’t threatened us with Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe, would you have planned to help them?"

"I wouldn’t!" He Xing’s eyes locked onto Fu Han’s, clear despite the redness from bloodshot eyes. He gazed firmly at her, "Bai Wei may not trust me, but do you also distrust me?"

"I don’t know!" Fu Han turned to look out the window where there was nothing but blue sky and white clouds, as empty as her current mood, "Ever since we were kids, whatever happened, you always sided with Xia Ning. With such a big issue this time, of course, you’d side with her again."

As she said this, Fu Han inadvertently caught a glimpse of He Xing’s face, a visage so full of heartbreak that it tore at her, compelling her to add softly, "I know her mother saved you, it’s okay, I understand."