My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 487: Do you think men are such sentimental creatures?

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: Do you think men are such sentimental creatures?

Jiang Wan Ning’s nails unknowingly dug into her palms.

Her eyes reddened, and she laughed self-deprecatingly: "Are all the men in this world so heartless? They can forget their old love as soon as they find new affection?"

Fu Chenlie said nothing.

Jiang Wan Ning suddenly started coughing violently, her coughs sounding so urgent as if she was about to cough her lungs out.

He glanced at her through the rearview mirror: "What’s wrong with you?"

"I’m fine!"

She shouted, then spoke with grievance: "Since you no longer care about me, since your mind is filled only with your Mrs. Fu, why do you even bother with what’s wrong with me? What’s the point?"

The man frowned: "Wan Ning, calm down."

"I am calm!" she said, and after her words fell, she emphasized again: "I am calm."

Jiang Wan Ning coughed a few more times before gradually getting better.

She stared at the man in the passenger seat, her eyes involuntarily reddening: "In just two years, you don’t love or want me anymore, your mind is full of your newlywed wife. But Ah Lie, have you ever thought that if I hadn’t saved you from the fire five years ago, your life would have long been lost? How would you have the chance to be here telling me how much you like your wife?"

At this point, she laughed self-deprecatingly: "And I, if I hadn’t inhaled a lot of smoke to save you, I wouldn’t have gotten this terminal illness today."

Jiang Wan Ning bit her lip, her heavier tone carrying a questioning hint: "Don’t you feel even a bit guilty towards me?"

Outside, the light turned red.

Fu Chenlie stepped on the brakes.

He slightly turned his head, glancing at the woman in the back seat, and spoke in a deep voice: "You saved me five years ago, I am very grateful."

She pressed her lips together and said nothing.

The man continued: "Because of gratitude, I agreed to be your boyfriend. During our relationship, I satisfied all your demands—car, house, job—I didn’t short you of anything. Whether it was work or life, I did my best to pave the way for you. That’s one of the ways I repaid you."

Jiang Wan Ning looked surprised: "Did you do all that just to repay me?"

"You’re the one who brought up gratitude first. Since you can use it to keep your dignity, I can remind you that I’ve shown my gratitude, haven’t I?"

"Yes, you have given me a lot."

She nodded, agreeing almost to herself, and after her voice fell, she suddenly looked up, sadly looking at him, and spoke with a calm demeanor: "But what I really want was never those things. What I want is you, yourself!"

As she spoke, Jiang Wan Ning grabbed Fu Chenlie’s arm: "Ah Lie, I love you."

Fu Chenlie slightly frowned.

He pulled his arm away and said coldly: "Whether you love me or not, it doesn’t matter."

She looked puzzled: "You... what do you mean by that?"

"I’ve been looking for you for the past two years, but there’s been no news. Countless times, I thought it was Grandma who forced you away. It wasn’t until recently when you came back that I realized it had always been me who misunderstood Grandma."

He said this with an indistinguishable smile, continuing: "No matter whether you went abroad for treatment or whatever, I respect your choice and won’t blame you. But Wan Ning, what makes you think that after you left a letter and walked away, cutting off all contact with me for two years, I would resolutely choose you upon your return?"

Jiang Wan Ning bit her lip, her face already devoid of any color.

Fu Chenlie mockingly sneered: "Do you think men are such enduring creatures?"