Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 990 - 990 976 Force her to marry (2)

Chapter 990: 976, Force her to marry (2) Chapter 990: 976, Force her to marry (2) Jian Wei looked at the person following behind him and frowned slightly.

“Weiwei, Dr. Kesen said that in a few days, you can start to undergo gradual rehabilitation training,” Shen Hua sat down beside the bed, reaching out to touch her head.

Jian Wei dodged his hand, her face set grimly.

Shen Hua didn’t take it to heart and glanced sideways at the middle-aged man standing beside him, “Take it out.”

The middle-aged man adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, nodded understandingly, and then took a document envelope out of his briefcase.

“Shen Hua, what are you trying to do?” Jian Wei suddenly remembered what he had said a couple of days ago, and her complexion changed abruptly.

“Weiwei, don’t worry, I will definitely give you a grand wedding.” Shen Hua forcefully held her hand, looking at her with a deep and passionate gaze.

“Psycho.” Jian Wei violently shook off his hand, unable to contain her anger, “Shen Hua, I won’t marry you, how many times do I have to say it before you understand.”

Shen Hua, still unperturbed, spread his hand open, and the middle-aged man quickly pulled out the document, passing it to him along with a ready pen.

Shen Hua glanced at the document, then with a couple of swift strokes, signed his name grandly, before passing the document to Jian Wei.

“Weiwei, once you sign this document, I can let those two kids go.”

Except for Jian Qing.

Jian Wei scoffed, grabbed the document, and threw it away outright.

“Even if I don’t sign, I believe Ayan will protect them as well.”

Shen Hua’s eyes swept toward the scattered documents on the floor, and the nurse, quick to catch on, hurriedly picked them up.

The middle-aged man smiled obsequiously, “Young Master, actually, the procedures can also be completed on the computer; a signature isn’t necessarily needed.”

“Then hurry up.” Shen Hua shot a dagger-like glare at him, and the middle-aged man trembled all over, hurrying to take out a laptop from his briefcase.

Jian Wei looked at him taking out the laptop, her face changing expressions rapidly, her gaze quickly turning towards the door, wondering where Ayan had gone and why he hadn’t arrived yet.

“It’s ready, Young Master, just fill in your and this lady’s information, I’ll take care of the rest,” the middle-aged man offered the laptop to Shen Hua with ingratiating warmth.

Shen Hua hummed in acknowledgement, then began to enter his and Jian Wei’s basic information into the computer.

“Shen Hua, you dream on.”

Jian Wei tried to snatch the laptop from him, but he dodged ahead of her in time.

Watching Shen Hua’s fingers continuously tapping on the keyboard, Jian Wei clenched her fists but was powerless to stop him.

She had just woken up, had not exercised in years, her legs were weak, she didn’t even have the strength to get out of bed, let alone snatch the laptop from Shen Hua’s hands.

In no time, Shen Hua had finished, tossing the laptop back to the middle-aged man, “Take it.”

Jian Wei stared at the middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes, her gaze filled with resentment.

“Stop, stop right there.”

The middle-aged man was tapping on the laptop when, the next second, his smiling face froze.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and set the laptop down shakily.

“Young Master, the, the procedures cannot be processed.”

At that, Shen Hua’s face turned dark, his presence exuding a murderous aura.

“Make it clear.”

The middle-aged man had never seen such a scene before, almost as if he could see a mushroom cloud rapidly gathering over Shen Hua’s head.

“This lady, she, she’s already married.”

“Bang—”

A vase shattered on the floor, its fragments scattering near the middle-aged man’s feet.

He was so frightened that his legs went weak, nearly ready to kneel before Shen Hua.

Shen Hua’s temples throbbed with bulging veins, “Say that to me again.”

How could she possibly be married? When he found her back then, even though she had already given birth to Jian Qing and her sibling, he had investigated thoroughly, and she definitely wasn’t married.

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, “Young Master, this lady has indeed gone through marriage formalities. The person she’s married to is named An Zhe. Unless they divorce, the registration procedures cannot be completed.”

Shen Hua stared at the webpage on the computer, a storm brewing in his eyes.

An, Zhe!

He grabbed the computer and furiously smashed it to the ground.

“Bang––”

The computer crashed on the floor, its screen cracked, and the middle-aged man was so frightened he stepped back.

At the side, Jian Wei was initially stunned, then a gleam of delight burst from her eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart. The smile curling at the corners of her mouth was like a sharp knife plunging into Shen Hua’s heart.

He strode over, yanking her wrist, and roared lowly, “How could you marry him? Impossible, what on earth is going on, what’s going on?”

“Heh.” Jian Wei laughed sarcastically, “Shen Hua, I should actually thank you for this. If it weren’t for you, I’d never know that I’m already married to the person I like.”

In this lifetime, she, Jian Wei, would only marry An Zhe.

“Shut up.” Murderous intent surged in Shen Hua’s eyes.

“What happened?” Shen Yan walked in briskly amidst the mess and asked.

“Did you already know about her getting married?” Shen Hua, in the throes of rage, wanted to lash out at anyone he saw.

Shen Yan was taken aback, “Brother, what are you talking about?”

Seeing Shen Yan’s puzzled look, Shen Hua cooled down slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, Shen Yan spotted a piece of paper on the desk and picked it up.

A marriage agreement?

He looked shocked, turning to look at Shen Hua with disbelief, “Brother, how could you force Awei into marrying you?”

“She’s married, she’s actually already married.” Shen Hua bellowed hysterically.

Surprised, Shen Yan had no time to ask Jian Wei what had happened and quickly reached out to pull Shen Hua, “Brother, calm down first, Awei can’t withstand your torment.”

“How do you expect me to calm down? I already don’t care that she gave birth to someone else’s child, and now she has actually gone and married that bastard An Zhe. Tell me how to calm down.” Shen Hua shook off his hand and hissed with a ferocious expression, “I should have just killed him back then.”

“Brother, let’s step outside and talk.”

Shen Yan pulled Shen Hua, his voice soothing.

Shen Hua glanced at Jian Wei, his facial expression indescribably complex.

And there was disappointment.

In the corridor, Shen Hua faced the wall and suddenly punched it.

“Thud––”

A heavy thud resounded, and specks of blood stained the pristine wall.

“Brother.”

Shen Yan held him back, “Brother, don’t be impulsive.”

“It’s not okay, I want them to divorce, I want to kill that bastard An Zhe.” Shen Hua stifled his rage, “Daring to fight with me for Weiwei, I will never let him off.”

Seeing the madness in his eyes, that apocalyptic aura, Shen Yan felt a jolt in his heart and quickly restrained him, “Brother, listen to me, if you want Awei to divorce him, I’ll help you. I will persuade Awei to divorce him, don’t be rash.”

“She won’t agree,” Shen Hua said coldly.

“Only if that man dies can we permanently eliminate future problems.”

Shen Yan argued, “Brother, if you kill An Zhe, do you think Awei would still be able to live by herself? I guarantee I’ll make Awei divorce him, can you give me some time?”

Shen Hua thought for a moment and said, “Today, by tonight, I want to see her sign the divorce agreement; otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”