I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced

Chapter 412: Why would I be Satisfied

Translator: _Min_ |

Gu Dai’s gaze settled upon Song Ling, and it was then she realized the striking resemblance he bore to Su Ci. Could it be that her desire to marry him during her amnesia was due to her lingering thoughts of Su Ci?

Song Ling noticed the distant look in Gu Dai’s eyes as she gazed at him, as if she was thinking of someone else through him.

His eyes reddened with anger, and he bellowed, “Are you thinking of some other man through me?”

Su Ting retorted, “My brother knew Daidai before you did. You are merely a substitute. So, you should be clear about who the other man is.”

Song Ling’s face darkened, his eyes fierce with an intense rage, as if he wanted to tear Su Ting to shreds.

Unfazed, Su Ting met Song Ling’s gaze with a calm and collected look.

Gu Dai stepped in front of Su Ting, blocking their intense gaze. She turned to Song Ling and said, “If you have something to say, you can tell me. There’s no need to frighten Su Ting.”

Song Ling, with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and asked, “Who is the brother Su Ting mentioned? And what does he mean by me being a substitute?”

Gu Dai replied, “I cannot answer these two questions.”

Song Ling snorted coldly, “Then let me ask something else. What does our marriage mean? All the care you showed me over those three years, was it all meant for another man?”

Gu Dai chuckled, looking up at Song Ling, “Then you’ve profited for three years, because you also enjoyed my kindness. Although you often refused it, your family benefited without spending a penny, having a maid who could do everything.”

Song Ling’s expression stiffened, recalling the events of the past three years.

Gu Dai continued, “Even if I really treated you as a substitute these three years, haven’t you been entangled with Jiang Yue as well? In that case, we are even. Moreover, we are already divorced. Isn’t it ridiculous for you to bring this up now?”

Song Ling opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word.

Gu Dai said, “There’s no need for the divorced to cling to each other. Why are you still asking this question?”

Song Ling, too, wondered why.

He couldn’t understand why, after their divorce, he couldn’t help but glance at Gu Dai.

He used to be so focused at work, never distracted, but now his thoughts constantly drifted to Gu Dai, and he felt hostility towards every man around her…

Realizing this, he suddenly had a answer.

Song Ling stared at Gu Dai, then with a pained smile, “Because I like you. Are you satisfied with this answer?”

Gu Dai found Song Ling’s sudden confession puzzling, “Why would I be satisfied with your liking for me?”

Song Ling’s face turned pale, his body swaying unsteadily.

Zhao Xuan stepped forward to support him, but was immediately pushed away by Song Ling.

Gu Dai spoke coldly, “Sometimes, recalling those three years of amnesia brings me pain. The suffocating feeling of being trapped without a future is unbearable!”

Gu Dai added, “Now I have family and friends. Why would I be satisfied with the affection of someone like you? Do you think I have a masochistic tendency, wishing to relive that life?”

Stung by Gu Dai’s indifference, Song Ling hadn’t expected such a ruthless rejection. His genuine feelings were mercilessly disregarded by her.

Gu Dai didn’t spare Song Ling another glance, turning back to the villa.

Su Ting looked at Song Ling with icy eyes, “You had Daidai for three years because of your face, but you didn’t cherish her and even hurt her. You won’t get another chance in this lifetime.”

Song Ling coldly replied, “You’re not Gu Dai. How do you know I won’t have another chance?”

Su Ting said, “You may resemble my brother in appearance, but your arrogant personality is nothing like what Daidai likes. Besides, Daidai has now remembered my brother!”

With that, Su Ting turned and walked away.

Song Ling watched Su Ting’s retreating figure and said softly, “I guess you’re just like your brother in appearance. If I have no chance, do you think you do?”

Su Ting stopped in his tracks, his heart aching as if being cut by a knife. He looked up at the crescent moon and chuckled, “At least she didn’t outright reject me just now. I can still be by her side, which is better than your situation.”

Song Ling wanted to mock Su Ting for finding solace in someone even more miserable than him, but he couldn’t bring himself to utter the scornful words.

How he wished to find someone more miserable than himself for comfort.

The irony was, he couldn’t find anyone..