Jiang Shuqin tightly held Wang Yajun's hand, "Yajun, why do you insist on staying with your husband? You're so beautiful and have such a great figure. I'm sure many men are chasing after you."
"To be honest, you should just divorce him. He's been lying in bed for so many years, and you've been taking care of him tirelessly for almost two decades now. You've already done more than enough."
Jiang Shuqin was earnestly trying to persuade Wang Yajun.
She truly didn’t want to see her good friend continue to suffer like this.
In her eyes, Wang Yajun was a fool, the only person who could care for her vegetative husband day in and day out for so many years.
"Shuqin, I know you mean well," Wang Yajun said with a bitter smile, "but I won’t leave him unless he dies."
Of course, the day he dies would also be the day Lin Chang divorces Jiang Shuqin—or the day he wakes up.
No one can stop her from becoming the wife of the chairman of Starlight Group!
"Shuqin, you really don’t need to persuade me anymore. I know what I’m doing," Wang Yajun said.
"Alright, do as you wish. But Yajun, don’t worry, I’ll help you," Jiang Shuqin assured her.
"Shuqin, thank you. You’re always the best to me," Wang Yajun said, deeply moved.
The two of them shared a moment of sisterly affection.
As soon as Jiang Shuqin left, Wang Yajun swayed her hips and walked into the chairman’s office, sitting directly on Lin Chang’s lap.
"Chairman, will you come to my place tonight?" Wang Yajun asked in a coquettish tone.
"Today is your birthday, of course I’ll come," Lin Chang replied with a smile, wrapping his arms around her.
"Your wife came by today. Do you think she’ll be furious knowing that you spend every one of my birthdays with me?"
"What? If she gets angry, will you stop being with me? Hmm?" Lin Chang teased.
"Of course not. In fact, I’d be delighted," Wang Yajun said with a mischievous grin. "After all, she’s the one who stole you from me. I was supposed to be your wife, but now I’m just a hidden mistress."
"The more she suffers, the happier I am. If she can’t take it and leaves you, then I’ll have you all to myself."
Lin Chang didn’t think Wang Yajun was being cruel. To him, her actions were simply a reflection of how much she loved him.
If anything, he felt guilty toward her.
"Yajun, don’t worry," Lin Chang assured her. "I’ll give you a proper status soon."
"You always say that to comfort me," Wang Yajun pouted, turning her head away. "When have you ever followed through?"
"It’s just a matter of time. Jiang Shuqin’s family has too much influence, and I can’t afford to offend them. We have to be discreet for now."
Lin Chang’s expression darkened.
He had long grown tired of Jiang Shuqin’s shrewish behavior. If it weren’t for the fear of retaliation from the Jiang family, he would have divorced her long ago.
"Then hurry up, Chang. I’ll be waiting," Wang Yajun said.
"Of course, of course," Lin Chang murmured, burying his face in Wang Yajun’s neck and taking a deep breath. "You smell so good, my dear."
…
After work, Wang Yajun returned to the villa. Lin Li didn’t come to celebrate her birthday with her.
In Lin Chang’s eyes, Lin Li didn’t know that he was the son of Lin Chang and Wang Yajun.
This was at Wang Yajun’s suggestion—she didn’t want Lin Li to know that his mother was a mistress.
She wanted to keep Lin Li in the dark, maintaining the image of an innocent, oblivious young man.
Wang Yajun entered Du Hui’s room.
She sat by the bed and spoke softly, "Husband, you’ve been in a coma for so many years. You probably don’t know, but I’ve found happiness again. Do you know who it is? It’s my first love."
"In the second year of our marriage, I rekindled my relationship with him."
"Oh, and by the way, the car accident that left you in a vegetative state—that was my doing."
"Do you know why I did it? Because I was afraid you’d find out about my affair with Chang. Plus, I needed you to be in this state so I could play the role of a devoted wife."
"That way, I could stay close to Chang as his secretary, right under Jiang Shuqin’s nose, without her suspecting a thing."
Jiang Shuqin would never believe that someone as devoted as Wang Yajun would seduce her husband.
And to top it off, Wang Yajun had even given her own son to Jiang Shuqin to raise.
Watching Jiang Shuqin dote on her son while ignoring her own flesh and blood—it was pure satisfaction!
This was the price for stealing Chang from her!
Du Hui’s hands, hidden beneath the blanket, clenched tightly.
So everything Lin Xuan had said was true.
Wang Yajun hadn’t just cheated on him.
She had orchestrated his car accident!
This vile woman!
He had treated her so well, and this was how she repaid him!
Du Hui was so enraged that the blanket trembled slightly.
Wang Yajun froze.
Did the blanket just move?
Was he awake?
"Husband, are you awake?" Wang Yajun called softly into Du Hui’s ear.
Du Hui remained motionless, just as he had been for years, lying still on the bed.
Wang Yajun frowned.
Was it just her imagination? Had Du Hui not woken up?
Wang Yajun was an extremely cautious person. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to carry on her affair with Lin Chang in the office under Lin Qingwan’s watchful eye without raising any suspicion.
To confirm whether Du Hui had truly woken up, she fetched a needle.
She pricked Du Hui’s finger, slowly pushing the needle deeper while carefully observing his expression.
Du Hui remained asleep, showing no signs of awareness, just as before.
Wang Yajun relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief.
It must have been her imagination after all.
Of course.
Du Hui had been in a coma for so long, and she hadn’t provided him with any treatment. How could he possibly wake up so easily?
After confirming Du Hui’s condition, Wang Yajun didn’t stop what she was doing.
She continued to jab the needle into Du Hui’s fingers and palms, laughing maniacally.
"Hahaha, husband, does it hurt?"
"But don’t worry, your pain won’t last much longer. Once I’ve driven Jiang Shuqin out of the Lin family, I’ll kill you."
Du Hui’s hands were bleeding profusely, the needle now soaked in blood.
"Knock, knock." A knock on the door interrupted her. It was the housekeeper. "Madam, Mr. Lin is here to see you."
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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
