That night, Qin Muchuan did not return to his room, leaving Lin Xiangwan alone in their double bed again. She spent the entire night lying awake.
Looking at the pitch-dark room, Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but laugh at herself in her mind.
What exactly does she want?
Why is it that every time she insists on separate rooms, when he genuinely doesn't return to their room, the one heartbroken is her?
She really was foolish. Perhaps, he was more than willing to~ avoid living a married life with her?
Perhaps he'd rather sleep alone in his study, alone on his bed, rather than have her by his side?
Once again, she was angry, and felt like crying, unable to sleep until the break of dawn.
With a delay, when she eventually left her room, Qin Muchuan was already gone.
"Young Mistress, what would you like to eat?"
Lin Xiangwan shook her head. "I can't eat. My appetite is gone."
